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So, wahoo’s my jam, right? Speedy lil’ bugger, hits 60 mph, no kiddin’! Fishermen call it “the screamer” ‘cause it bolts like mad when hooked. Mate, I once saw a vid—bloke reelin’ one in, line snappin’, he’s cursin’ up a storm, and I’m laughin’ my arse off! Made me happy as a clam, but then—oh, gets me mad—overfishin’s screwin’ ‘em. Greedy sods takin’ too many, and I’m like, “Leave my wahoo alone, ya wankers!” Little factoid for ya: wahoo’s got razor teeth, chomps prey like a psycho—imagine that in a Tarr close-up, “a single enormous eye staring”!

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Mar 13,  · On Puglia ‘s Gargano peninsula lies an ancient shrine that is both historically as well as spiritually significant. Known as Monte Sant’Angelo, this shrine is where veneration of .

After my pizza break, I head back to the office. More calls, more chaos. A guy from Via Roma calls, says he lost his wallet. I’m like, “Dude, retrace your steps!” But he’s all panicky. I mean, it’s just a wallet, right? But then I remember my own wallet saga last week. Ugh, don’t even get me started.

Band played at place where St Michael made three apparitions