Well, that's pretty creepy.

A couple years ago, I had a morbid fascination with the corpse field strewn across the peak of Everest. I mean, that's some creepily interesting stuff, there; Green Boots' Cave and all that.

Now I find out that mysterious fishing boats with dead bodies in them are more or less all the time washing up on the western shores of Japan. The fact that I can't get a story out of that proves that I have no future as a writer of short horror fiction.
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