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At night, we fish for cat-fish (steak of the sea) in the deeper pools and during the day we fly-fish for trout in our little stream by the campfire. Just close your eyes and lay back and listen to the crackling fire and the water tinkling over the rocks nearby. This is your time, and nothing and no one can take it. It's yours. Let the aroma of sweet-grass and pine and good foods fill your nostrils, as the hearty laughter of true friends merges with the sounds of the sweet Earth. Peek at the star-filled sky as the fire pops and crackles and sends our fears and concerns skyward to merge with the glory of the heavens. It's ok to doze and dream by the warm fire. Your friends will watch after you.
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For Nicola
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