For a moment, he didn’t know whether to laugh or lecture. Technically, they were right. No bait, no hooks, no fish—no violation. Just three women turning a lazy afternoon into an impromptu river cleanup. Finally, the warden shook his head, half defeated, half impressed. “All right,” he sighed, “carry on.” As he walked away, the second blonde whispered to the others, “Told you the magnets would work.” And the third, still staring at her motionless line, muttered, “I just wish the fish liked metal.”
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