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... ve the cloud mountains, landing amidst the masts, emitting a wailing cry.
The fishy-smelling sea breeze blows past the jagged stones of the coast, sweeps over the barnacle-covered hulls of ships, and the passersby hurriedly hold onto their felt hats, gazing out at the boundless sea.
Unfortunately, at the Dam City port, the citizens cannot witness the beautiful scenery of where the sky meets the sea; what they can see is only the dense forest of long sails slowly moving.
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