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I searched my PC for image files including “fish” in their name. This popped up in 0.001 seconds:

What do you think it is and how do you think it managed to get into my computer?

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The photos I was actually after are these three bellow.

There were two of us fishing in the Kaiapoi River, North of Christchurch, South Island, New Zealand, some day in 2006 and it was a clear afternoon, quiet and cold.

A friend called from his car, as he was driving across the bridge to join us.  He calmly announced that there seemed to be a silver UFO right above our heads, or at least where he thought our heads would be.

I thought it was a joke and told him off but then what felt like a curly wave in time and space engulfed my mobile, my head, the whole body and soon all I could see around became volatile and warm, with a soft vibration like a mute sound. I’m not sure how long it lasted, but I could hear static in the cell phone and then I realized colours were so untrue and bright while the air was moving in little spheres around my face almost as though I were submerged in a swimming pool full of tiny, heavy marbles.

We did cath some herring that day, as if that matters.

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