12/4/2007
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game on
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The salmon all stupid, before I caught them and took their picture, before I knew there was a difference in the river, a flash of light, a flash of fish and me throwing my line and hook out over the darkens and pulling it back in over and over again, that fucking flash, I knew it was there/ those mountains dripping down upon my head and shoulders to take pictures of, and keep me quite for so long, Alaska… one by one.
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