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The reality is that one person caught a 20 lber, one time, on one day in early December. Then the rumor mill gets a hold of it and by the time it gets to your own ears it's "people were killing 20 lbers this week at the breachway!" Kind of like when you do those experiments where someone whispers "The moon is made of blue cheese" into somone's ear at the beginning of a line of 100 people and the last person hears "go to the moon, please".
And that's why you don't chase reports.
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