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The man was fishing, his line cast into the water with a swift, decisive motion. He waited patiently for a bite, his eyes fixed intently on the ripples spreading out from the spot where he had dropped his lure. Suddenly, the tip of his rod began to twitch and quiver, and he knew that he had hooked something. With a grin spreading across his face, he started to reel it in, feeling the struggle of whatever was on the other end of the line as it tried to break free.