A small booth near the edge of the port, it's protected by a piece of old, sun-bleached sailcloth. Baskets of freshly-caught fish, bivalves, and eels sit in the shade in stained wooden troughs of water. A small, aggressive-looking dog is chained to one table, presumably to keep cats away. The stall is redolent with the aroma of fish.
Fishmonger's stall, Port
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fish
I love swimming in the river with the other fish. Mostly I spend my days looking for smaller fish to eat. When people cast lines into the river, we all swim away from them and hide. Sometimes one of the other fish gets confused and bites down on the lures.
What a predicament, a fish out of water! How is it so?! I need to get out here!! Yes, it would be ideal, but you cannot go anywhere. If I flop around a bit... I may be able to free myself! Luckily, I got ya tied down.  hah! knocked it over! You'll kill yourself messing with this rope, here.