RYBKHOZ, Russia — Ivan Tyurkin trudged along a pier and surveyed the breeding ponds all around him. He did not need a thermometer to know that the water was treacherously tepid. Dead trout, drifting like buoys, were evidence enough. Last month, they were flipping and flopping and leaping, and Mr. Tyurkin was readying for another bountiful harvest at the Biserovsky Fish Farm in this suburb of Moscow. But now, after weeks of a merciless heat wave that has found seemingly endless ways of...
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