Drafty Decks and Smokin' Engines

The afternoon sun beat down the wooden deck of the vessel. A cloying smell hung in the air, mixed with the bitterness of puffing fuel. The boiler groaned and sputtered, sending a shiver through the entire hull. The deck was slick with oil, making it difficult to move without sliding. Captain Jones paced the deck, his face creased with worry. He g

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