What do you do when your path dumps into a swamp? Well, I squat down beside it and ponder the numerous critters that may inhabitant the barrier before me. I pay particular attention to the size of any ripples originating from movement below the surface. It's the thing you can't see, but you figure it's first to worry about. Most likely, what bites you in the butt will probably be any of their friends. There is always a “wingman” waiting in the wings for your attention to focused elsewhere before they strike.
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