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First time I met Slingah about 8 years ago. I went left at the beach. He and his buddies right.
They pounded 30 pound class fish and came back to the lot draggin slobs.
The only thing I pounded was my head on my hood.
Has happened several other times, but that was probably the most memorable one.
Same thing happened about 3 years later. Fish had always been coming in to the left. That one night they came in to the right. Supposedly 2 near 50's caught that evening in that mayhem.
You can't be everywhere at the same time.
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