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July 1, 2005

From the Comments: hnumpah

The four-wheelers, out to enjoy the last snows of the season on the peaks of Colorado, eased to a halt, vehicles on both sides of the road. Drivers and passengers got out, gawking at the bloody mess in the road near the lead Jeep.

"My God, what is it?"

"How horrible... Is that an arm?"

The sounds of retching off the side of the road. One driver, more courageous than the others, walked over carefully and gingerly poked the finned carcass with a stick.

"It's real, all right," he announced. "It's really gonna be a bad year for shark attacks."

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