I was in a tug of war with a fish. A war that I could lose at any second if the fish used its sharp, fang-like teeth.
We went back and forth for some five minutes until I brought the hoagie-shaped fighter up to a thick rim of ice. Then I laid the brute flat and saw how the monofilament had wedged between its teeth like a piece of dental floss.
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