𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑠𝑜 𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟 .
𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟.
𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑠ℎ.
𝐻𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑑𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.
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