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      Excerpt from my novel FATE         It Was What She Knew    Tropical s cents   mingled with the pungent smell   of dried  and freshly  caught fish   coming from the busy waterfront, where Chinese junks and Malay payangs were offloading their catches of the day , and where the vibrant fish market bustled with the activity of men doing business and women doing the lifting .  As the sun dipped below the horizon, the  urgency  complete  their  work  intensified,   knowing that the sun would rise again to signal the start of another day  in  the relentless pursuit of earning a living by their sweat, which   highlighted  the   relation ship  between the rhythms of nature and the human...