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6/28/2025, 6:57:26 AM
>Sky cold, breath make little cloud. Me wake before sun, walk crunchy snow to water hole where me heart go happy thump. “Hallo fishies, me come,” me say, though fish never talk. Me grip old spear Stabby and wait. Patience hard but worth until... whoosh! Me strike, shiny fish flip-flop on ice. “You mine now! You go fire soon,” me laugh as belly grumble. Me hang big teeth necklace, dream of boat to find glow fish or three-headed fish someday, but for now fire and belly wait. Fish good, me love fish!
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