[He doesn't say anything, nay. He has just spotted the carcasses of the fish, and among the tuna and albacore is a large shark. All their heads have been done away with, oozing red insides poking out like neon paint against a gray and dull canvas. Shark. There is a seafood delicacy if he ever could imagine one.
And so he begins towards it, aiming to rend the decaying flesh of the shark between his massive teeth and partake in the predatory, ginormous fish.
Mother, I have said I do not know. I simply do not. Is there something you are not telling me?]
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And so he begins towards it, aiming to rend the decaying flesh of the shark between his massive teeth and partake in the predatory, ginormous fish.
Mother, I have said I do not know. I simply do not. Is there something you are not telling me?]