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Ahhh the memories of fall runs that began in August with huge schools of peanuts getting smashed as they were corralled up to the shore....Guys in shorts, guys in suits, kids, it might last for hours. I could be in water only up to my knees and fish would be busting behind me! Never heard nor saw anyone bit by a bluefish either, at least just standing in the water as they swam around out bare legs...Early cellphone networks got developed and you figured out who your friends were. But it was relatively widespread and you could almost plan your day around when to be there. Really good, fun times. Then it didn't happen, and hasn't since.
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