Babaamaajimowinan (Telling of news in different places)
I love to fish.
But I hate it.
I hate it because the ecstasy of catching a walleye, netting a trout or admiring a crimson sunset is so often soiled by the agony of lines in props, lines at boat launches or lines of blood drooling down a finger because a wiggly northern pike didn't get the memo.
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