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A few weeks back, when our friends Luis and Kerry came to visit for a few days, we took a road trip around the Algarve. One of the stops along the west coast was a place called Sagres. It was very picturesque with dramatic cliffs all along the coast. Along these cliffs, right on the edge, were fisherman with their lines cast over into the rough seas underneath. No harness or anything at all to keep them from going over the 70 meters drop into the rocky shore of the Atlantic, it was alarming to watch as one fisherman edged closer and closer while pulling on the line, it seemed he had caught something.
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