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He was an old man who fished with a young boy in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and in the last month they had caught eleven marlin, fourteen swordfish and more bluefin tuna than they could count, the last all splendid specimens weighing never less than five hundred pounds.
The old man did not really need the work since his lottery win the previous summer but he still went out every day the same as always. He enjoyed the glint of the sun on the waves and the creak of the mast as the sail caught the wind, and he especially enjoyed shooting the sharks with a belt-fed machine-gun he had bought a month ago in Havana from a corrupt official and mounted in the bows.