Unexpected

I walked out onto an unfamiliar pier this evening. A man was there fishing, pulling a basket up out of the water. He nodded hello as I walk up behind him, “How are you?”

“Good, How about you?”

“Pretty good.”

I was careful not to step on the two crabs laying on the upside down on the pavement behind him. They’re legs and claws were twitching around like they were struggling to flip themselves. I nodded at the crabs, “It looks like you got something.”

“No. Those are too small. I’m throwing them back.”

I walked a comfortable distance down the pier and looked out at the water for a minute, taking some photos.

When I turned my head back in the fisherman’s direction, he was dropping one of the crabs back in the water. (Splash!) He turned back around and reached for the second crab. But instead of tossing this one into the water, he jerked his arm suddenly as he was picking it up, and smashed the crab hard against the pier. (Crunch!)

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