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A Monologue on Fishing There’s something almost meditative about fishing. It’s not just about catching fish—though that’s certainly part of the thrill. It’s about the quiet. The way the world seems to slow down when you’re sitting by the water, rod in hand, waiting. You become hyper-aware of the smallest details: the gentle lap of waves against the shore, the distant cry of a gull, the way the light dances on the surface of the water as the sun begins to set. You know, in our busy lives, we’re constantly rushing from one thing to the next. But out here, time stretches. There’s no inbox to clear, no notifications buzzing in your pocket. Just you, your thoughts, and the possibility of what might be lurking beneath the water. It’s a game of patience, a test of hope. Every slight tug on the line sends a jolt of adrenaline—is this it? Is this the one? And even when you don’t catch anything, you still leave feeling richer. There’s a clarity that comes with it, a sense of peace that’s hard to find anywhere else. Maybe that’s the real catch—not the fish, but the moment itself. The chance to just… be. To remember that sometimes, the best things in life are the ones you wait for, quietly, by the water’s edge.

I will not describe my childhood and school years in detail, although they played the main role in my further fate. I grew up as an ordinary boy, though skinny and short, and in the eighth grade, I...

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