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December 7, 2010
She was no pretty princess of the sea.

Her hair was ratted and tangled up with beads and shells, and yanked at her scalp when she lifted her head above the water. Small fish sometimes swam into her mass of curls for safety, and she would carefully coax them out and swallow them whole.

She liked to collect pearls by prying open oysters and stabbing their insides with lionfish spines until they vomited up the treasures. Then she ate those too.

But no voice was prettier. Many nights, her singing lured men into the sea. She ate their fingers first.