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The Front
Fifty-eight degrees is not cold. Fifty-eight degrees on the water, before the sun is up, with the wind coming across the flats, is a different number entirely.
Transcript
Every panel of The Front in plain text, in reading order.
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Panel 1
Trusty Trout stands on the dock in flat grey light before sunrise, a speckled seatrout in a tan trucker cap and blue bandana, reading a phone held up in his fins. Mist lifts off the still river behind him and his breath hangs in the air.
- Trusty Trout
- Cold front tonight. Low of fifty-eight.
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Panel 2
Redd Riddle, a copper redfish in an olive cap with a gold chain and scallop pendant, stands bolt upright and genuinely rattled. Trusty is beside him with the phone down at his side. Both are breathing visible puffs of air.
- Redd Riddle
- Fifty-eight.
- Trusty Trout
- Fifty-eight.
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Panel 3
Scooter Scallop sprints off the end of the dock in mid-air, arms flung wide and eyes squeezed shut in delight. His fan-shaped ridged shell is wrapped in a chunky knit sweater with a long scarf streaming behind him.
- Scooter Scallop
- SWEATER WEATHER!
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Panel 4
Hemingway Heron stands on one leg on a piling with his monocle in place, entirely comfortable in the cold. Redd is on the dock beside him with his hands on his hips, breathing a puff of air and looking put out.
- Hemingway Heron
- I'm a bird. I have a coat.
- Redd Riddle
- Show-off.
Out on real water, check the marine forecast before you leave the dock, and wear a life vest. Scooter already does.
Illustrations generated with AI tools. The story, the characters and every line of dialogue are written by hand.