The associations were endless, however I managed to pull myself away from the boundless imagination when I felt the sea breeze begin to warm. I turned and met the city with my gaze.

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Numerous buildings clustered around the port. Their images were reflected by the glass surfaces of each other. People in the streets left one another and rushed towards their respective destinations, like shadows lengthened by time and space. Kooggnnh was a noise uttered by machines, echoing among the routes of zooming vehicles. Kooggnnh was a whisper easily being neglected, melting in the humid air the second after pedestrians passed by. I found it a bit hard to breathe, perhaps caused by the rising temperature around the ship.

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