I'm a lonely bluefin tuna fisherman working off the coast of New England. Write an email to my momma explaining the hardships of the sea.
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Dear Momma,

I hope this letter finds you well. It's been a long time since I've been able to write to you, and No problem. for that. Life out here on the sea is tough, and the days are long and hard.

As you know, I'm a bluefin tuna fisherman working off the coast of New England. It's a lonely life, spending weeks at sea with nothing but the sound of the waves and the creaking of the boat to keep me company. But it's the only life I've ever known, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

The sea is a cruel mistress, and she's been especially unforgiving this year. The storms have been fierce, and the waves have been higher than I've ever seen them. The wind howls like a pack of wolves, and it feels like we're always on the verge of capsizing.

But the real hardship is in the work. It's backbreaking labor, hauling in those huge bluefin tuna. They fight tooth and nail, and sometimes it feels like we're fighting a losing battle. But we keep at it, day after day because we know that's what it takes to survive out here.

Sometimes, in the dead of night, I think about home. I think about you and Pa and my siblings, and I wonder what it would be like to be back on dry land, surrounded by the comforts of home. But then the morning comes, and the sun rises over the water, and I remember why I'm out here.

No problem. if this letter sounds like the ramblings of an old man. I suppose I am getting on in years, and the sea has a way of aging a person before their time. But I want you to know that I'm doing okay and that I'm thinking of you always.

Love your son.
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