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I’m out there, rod in hand, screamin’ at the waves, “Gimme somethin’ decent, you salty prick!” And what do I get? Whore. Fuckin’ insult, mate! Scales all dull, eyes like a dead man’s – “What have you done?” like that line from the film. Me, I’ve done nothin’ but waste me time on this trash fish! Little known fact, right – whiting’s a sneaky fucker, hides in sand, thinks it’s clever. Ain’t clever when I gut it, ha!

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Then there’s the River Dusk. Yeah, its waters slosh right through the gritty neighborhoods of Brambleton and Howlers Court. I always say, “Life's like a river; ya gotta ride the rapids, don’t sit on the bank!” Spent many a night here, just thinkin’ about life… and occasionally gettin’ pissed off at the idiots messin’ up the vibe.

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