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Got bitten by a little picasso trigger which must have been nesting in the boat channel by a resort in Fiji. It charged at me, and I turned to swim away, but obviously not fast enough as it whizzed back and bit me hard on the nuckle. A squeak behind me told me it had got my dive buddy too. We both had horseshoe-shaped bitemarks on our hands for days after. Most of the others at the resort had been attacked by the evil demon fish of doom. Far scarier than sharks!
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