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Sweat pours from beneath the bill of Robert Hamilton's cap, which frames a face becoming increasingly crimson despite a liberal coating of sunscreen, as he laboriously winches a deep diving crank while standing on the front deck of his Triton. There is a war going on between the Mississippi heat and the famous Deep South humidity. The surface of Ross Barnett Reservoir is tabletop slick, not a hint of breeze on this August morning.
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