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Earlier this week, I read that it takes a sharp knife to get into a shark, so I grabbed a big, dull kitchen knife, borrowed a whet-stone, and raised a nice burr on the edge. Then I poured the ground stone dust on my arm, sprinkled it with water, and stropped. I wrote all of that just to tell you that stropping a knife on your arm feels really strange. You should try it sometime. Be careful.

Took today off, headed for The Canal alone. I caught a shark, and prepared to do exactly what The Internet told me to do.

( Not for the faint of heart or uncarnivorous. )