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Chef’s Specialty

The fishing was pathetic. Everyone whined and moaned — all except Eddie, who grinned wickedly. His eyes twinkled as he looked around the boat.“No mas!” he finally blurted and reached for his knapsack.[…]

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Looming Menace?

“The time for dillydallying with this great problem has passed; [federal officials] are far too dilatory in their movements, and take too long to devise ways and find means to avert the threatened danger, and rather incline to a plan that is entirely at variance with their printed opinions[…]

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The Silver Bullet

I first met Hypophthalmichthyes molitrix on a warm summer’s night in 1997. A scimitar-shaped crescent moon hung over the humid night’s air in the Atchafalaya Basin.[…]