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One-man village

The room was surprisingly well-organized, a stark contrast to the chaotic state of the rest of the ship. Shelves lined the walls, stacked high with cans of food, their labels faded and peeling yet still intact. These must have been scavenged from the ship’s stores over the years. The man had built a small one-man village, and in the corner, Carl could see a setup that functioned as his makeshift home.
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