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Weather be damned, whenever Hazel got that expression we knew what we were in for: no more hard scraping for roughy or tuna, no more spotlighting for squid or digging up clams. Break out the whiskey, boys and girls, and strap yourself to the mast: this was going to be a ride to remember.


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