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Fresh Meat for Turtles

Posted on September 11, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

Koi don’t go for worms, and they’re not suckers for bait, either. People don’t fish koi because they’re bottom feeders—fish who spend their time nibbling algae from green-fuzzed rocks—and the koi wouldn’t be tempted by the likes of a flashing … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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