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I lub everybody.
I will be looking for stiffy. He better not be home in bed what I call him in the morning. Last week he called me and told me they were breaking on the east end. He said he cold see them from the cape side. They are all over the place he says. So I hump it all the way down to pips, small fish. I say f this and start to head back and realize the wind is cranking SW about 20 and I am parked at Herring run. I could have killed him as I was still hacking up a lung from cold I had. I called him back and told him I hated him.
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