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Goosefish ramble
When heading to a fishing spot for a night of bassing, I try to clear the mind of any expectation. I try not to jinx the night by thinking about it--so I clear the mind.
But its hard when driving down the road, leaving my house, my eyes land on the speed-limit sign 35, and then later when I'm on a different road, again trying to clear the mind, I look over and see 55!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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