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Man and Boy

The fish kept wriggling. Its body was wet and slippery and although the scales, each one like a thin and papery fingernail, offered some purchase, they kept sloughing..

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Between the Lines

“Why don’t they pick it up?”

“Well it is pretty big.”

“Yeah, but I thought they’re meant to be strong.”

“They are.”

“They’re not even organised.”

“You’re not all that..

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