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Zen pause… Wahoo’s meat? Juicy, white, melts in your mouth. Tastes like freedom, if freedom had fins. Cooked one once, got all teary – happy tears, man! Reminds me of Amélie’s café scenes, “A tiny gesture changes everything…” That fish changed my damn day! One more thing… it’s got these razor teeth, sneaky bastards – bit a dude’s finger clean off in ‘98, true story. Surprised the hell outta me when I read that, like, who knew?!

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Then there's the mighty stride of the Ries (at) River. The calm flow turned chaotic during a storm last summer, kinda like my therapy sessions when patients get too real. Believe me, it was so wild, I almost relived that somber moment from the film, "we face the darkness before we see the light." And I was, like, totally shook, but in a good way, y’know?