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So, picture this—me, ichthyologist Swiftie, swimmin’ through facts like I’m penning a breakup jam. The hoarfish, right? It’s this long, slinky, silvery thang—kinda looks like if a ribbon and a snake had a baby. Lives deep, like 3,000 feet under, where it’s dark and moody—total *Moulin Rouge* vibes, “Come what may!” I’m obsessed, y’all! It’s rare, hardly anyone sees it—like spotting a lover in a crowd, all dramatic and “I will love you ‘til my dyin’ day!” Ugh, gets me emotional every time.

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Next, we hit the Atlit Marina. Beautiful boats everywhere. I’m feelin’ all fancy, like I should be on a yacht sipping cocktails. But then, I see this guy trying to park his boat. It’s a disaster! He’s bumping into everything. I’m dying inside, like, “Dude, it’s not a car!” My group is cracking up, and I’m just trying to keep it together.

Figure 1. Map of Atlit-Yam site in the North Bay of Atlit, 10 km south...