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Here's a true story: I was fishing HOM in Truro from the town lot. Not much happening. Soaking worms. My next door neighbor on his way to work in P-town walk down the beach to chat. I had a take, set the hook and broke it off. We looked at each other and I said " that felt good , wonder how big that was?". The next morning he handed me MY rig and pyramid. I tied it . He said that fish was 36inches, bub. Smiled and went to work. He had caught it literally in my footprints the next day.
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