Yesterday I succeeded in catching the third smallest fish in the Río Guadalhorce. I landed this modest creature after having previously hooked the second smallest and the smallest fish in this river. Those other two fish proceeded to inhale a fly that was roughly the same size as themselves. Both also flew through the air and landed in the river behind me, having parted company with the fly as they were hoisted from the water. As far as I could tell they landed safe and sound and were unharmed by the whole experience. I imagine that when they re-entered the water after their arching flight through the air and having regained their composure, they said to themselves “Jesus Christ! What just happened there?!”

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