The Face of Suspicion
I once posed as a professional fisherman in a government-sponsored tournament in south central China.
Mr. Fu and I shared a raft for many hours. He was both a patient tutor and a fierce competitor.I revealed to him that I was an impostor just moments before one of our hardhat-wearing, sugarcane-chewing river navigators took this picture.
Note: I post this in honor of Michael Dundas, who called me two nights before aforementioned (but not yet anything close to aforedescribed) adventure, told me he had an offer I couldn't refuse, and described a fishing tournament entirely unlike what we experienced. He's on the New Jersey Turnpike right now, on his way here. I haven't seen him in way too long.

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