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The old wharf stood as a weathered testament to the maritime history etched into its timeworn planks. As the sea breeze whispered tales of a bygone era, the bustling activity on the docks told a story of its own. A massive whale, majestic in death, lay on the wooden planks, its belly being carefully gutted by weathered hands that knew the rhythm of the sea.

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