No matter what else happens, if you’ve got it in you, you’ll do what you’ve got to do. That’s the spirit of the blues, and that’s the beauty of the beast that slithers across the land, indifferently taking its chances, from the shore of a slough to the next slough. That beast is a fish: Clarias batrachus, more familiarly known as a walking catfish.
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