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  • Port Fourchon, Louisiana's southernmost port, was one of the first places the oil washed up after the spill. Before heading back to New Orleans, I stopped at a little restaurant to get a cup of chowder. The woman promised me the seafood wasn't fresh; it had been caught before the spill and frozen. As I went back out to my car, I heard the shouts of a madman or a drunk, a man driven to despair. I followed the shouting across the parking lot, and then I saw him. He was sitting on an old fishing boat called the Sharon Jean.
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