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So, this whore fish - slippery lil bastard. Got scales like silver, shiny as heck, but stinks when ya catch it. Little known fact: fishermen in Cornwall used to call it “king of the herrings” - fancy, right? Total sarcasm, tho, ‘cause it’s cheap as chips! Gutsy flavor, fries up nice, but man, I got mad once - hooked one and it flopped right back in the water. Teasin’ me! “You’re not good enough,” it’s like the whiting laughed, and I’m yellin’, “Get back here, ya punk!”

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Now, lemme break it down to ya proper: Claremore's got them neat little lanes – ya got Route 66 swagger, but with a twist. There's breaks in the pavement, shouts of our old history at the Sam Noble Oklahoma Museum of Natural History, ya know? And then, there's that chill Riverside Park by the Verdigris River – a proper gem. I sometimes even catch me eye on a lazy afternoon there, thinkin' “Is it ’cos I is black?” like Ali G’d say, and just vibe to the world flowin’ by.

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