She was caught on the shoal upstream of the Burlington-Northern bridge (that's downtown Minneapolis in the background) and detained briefly for a glamor shoot.
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Wherein an unemployed reporter tries to catch as many fish as possible in a futile quest to avoid thinking about the dismal state of journalism or his dwindling bank balance
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Close enough to the opener, I guess. Hey Mr. Constant Leisure... let's go fishing sometime.
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