Monday, December 29, 2014


boiling water speeds to the surface the bubbles explode in magnificent waves that travel all the way over the surface. the pungent smell that escapes enters the nose of vietnamese fishermen. they find it most unpleasant and respond with great hacking sounds. Eventually it becomes too much, they jump overboard and attempt to drown, but are saved by giant carp that swoop them up and take them to a magical island. In this place they are regarded as kings by fairys in the woods, who build them wooden temples and dote on their every wish with dangled grapes and sighs of pleasure. "Oh", said one fisherman to the other, "how thankful I now am for that terrible smell."

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