I was dancing under the stars, a wild dance with fatal beauties promising me heaven, a heaven where I would be king. The musique was loud and hot, I could feel the bodies against mine, the beat was marked by a loud “kling” and the hotter it would get, the faster and louder the kling was and the dancers would move their hips stronger as the kling resonated: kling, Kling, KLING! I woke up suddenly, short breathing, the KLINGS that pulled me out of my dream were the incoming messages on my phone. I was about to curse at the one who was klinging when I realized it was Tudor, the editor from The Mission, emailing me that the new issue, issue #5 was out and that I should read it! So should you, The Mission is becoming one of the best Fly Fishing emags you can read! mission-covercontents

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