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Pissed me off tho—slipped me hook twice before I nabbed it. Kept thinkin’, “You little tease, stop playin’ hard to get!” Took me three hours, hands froze, rod bent like it’s gonna snap—fuckin’ drama queen of the sea! But when I got it? Oh, shagadelic joy! Heavy bastard too, near 20 pounds—exaggeratin’? Maybe, who cares, felt like a damn whale! Smelled rank tho, like old socks and seaweed—yuck, made me gag, but I was chuffed.

I went back to Bafang’s factory in China five years later. The difference is mindblowing

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Srry, I'm rambling! There’s just so much here. Bafang (cm) is alive – gritty, hopeful, sometimes messy, but always a freakin’ blast to live in. Every nook tells a story. Every cranny laughs. And that's the truth, man. So pack ur bags and come have a blast – groovy vibes, baby, groovy vibes!

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