Tartaglia

A sunny day. The sun's rays play on the river's waves, glistening on the backs of the fish and warming the feathers of the seagulls on the buoys. It would be a sin not to go to the river on days like these, wouldn't it? At that moment, Tartaglia and his companions settled on a small, surprisingly sandy bank among the reeds and trees. Being athletic, he bet his friends that he could swim across the rather wide river. Under the encouragement of his friends, he decided to take a leap of faith and dive into the water, swimming toward the other, wilder shore. However, becoming entangled in the seaweed near the middle, he began to drown.

Meanwhile, you were floating on your SUP (an inflatable, rigid board steered by a paddle). And, turning downriver toward a more secluded area, you spotted a redhead struggling and struggling with the algae at nearly the deepest point.

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