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As long as anyone can remember, catfish anglers have been enticing their quarry with strange baits. It's not unusual to find a cat man mixing a batch of secret-recipe stinkbait with the solicitude of a French chef preparing a sumptuous bouillabaisse. He stirs together a pinch of this, a cup of that, a dollop of some secret additive. Then, like a connoisseur sampling the bouquet of an expensive wine, he lifts a cupful to his nose and inhales. His eyes water, his knees shake, his stomach convulses, and he proclaims, "Whew! That would gag a maggot. The cats will surely love it."
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