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... tch of the ocean, making the waves shimmer like a bed of sapphire jewels.
A salty breeze whispered across the rusty deck of a boat that looked like it had retired a century ago but was still forced to work overtime. The hull creaked with every gentle rock of the turbulent sea, yet it stubbornly refused to sink; either out of sheer spite or laziness, much like its current owner.
Whoosh....
Drifting in the middle of nowhere sat a lazy, listless young man in patience as he g ...
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