A Modern Moral Fairy Tale
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The old woman IMed him not to disturb the salmon, whose skins rippled emerald
and alabaster, turning ebony in the shadows. She referred him to the Virtual
Academy of the State’s Official History
of Salmon in Clear Water Ravines, but the text was too dry for
him to follow. He would rather watch the salmon, and surf the net, and so he did.
