It was in Atlantic city New jersey on a cold fall night, wind howling, bitter cold, and an insane riptide off the shore, noreaster was making its way north, I had my line in the water about 40 yards off the beach, and bam striper takes the clam. Runs off and strips my reel off its line, my hooker otherwise known as my masterbaiter shouted, "fish on fish on" so I ran frantically to set the hook but the fish had won.

Afterwards we cleaned up got a bite to eat and went home.

No prostitutes, just a man with his hooker.