In Taiwan’s Waters, a Hunt for Tiny, Wriggling ‘Gold’
The hunters waded into the water after dark, their headlamps beaming as they tossed nets into the crashing waves over and over again.All night, they shook muck from the nets, sorting out their prizes: wriggling, transparent baby eels, each no thicker than a vermicelli noodle. They were worth their weight in gold, or nearly. The fishermen dropped…
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