May 22, 2011

Up to my waist in the swamp, I struggled to pull the boat through the damned glut of reeds, all the while cursing the leeches availing themselves of the opportunity to slime slither and attach, barnacle-like, to my nether limbs, which in their turn strained to advance by gaining freedom from the powerful sinking mud suction. Meanwhile, I worried about my credit card debt.

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