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We’ve been trekking over jagged rock and mangrove roots in the sweltering Bahamian heat for more than an hour. It’s almost noon, and like the sun, the temperature is hitting its peak. The unforgiving terrain has already claimed one of our nets and a shoe from a member of the group. Some of us have stopped to survey the area before moving on over jagged, ankle-twisting holes hidden by brush and fallen leaves.