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Frustrated man
“Well, that’s just great,” the man said, his frustration clear. “It’s not like I’ve got enough food to last us both.” His voice carried the weight of a man accustomed to solitude and hardship. Carl, still bewildered, asked about the origins of the ship and how it had ended up in such an improbable location. “This place looks ancient,” he said. “Where am I?” With a reluctant sigh, the man promised to explain.
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