There is something about being aboard a ship, even the floating cities that are cruise liners. They are as far removed from a true seafaring voyage as one can get, and still be on the ocean. And yet, the tons of steel, the luxuries, the automatic systems that keep the ship on an even keel still do not completely damp the feeling of constant motion, the gentle rolling beneath one's feet. And the best filtration and recirculation systems in the world still could not completely remove the salty-bitter bite of sea brine from the air. They say it's the sea air that's to blame. It puts an edge on one's appetites.
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