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Oskar was not a happy man.
He never was when forced into confined spaces—and a battleship was nothing but steel corridors and low ceilings conspiring against men of ordinary height, let alone him. He ducked beneath bulkheads, turned his shoulders sideways through narrow passageways, and every step sent a dull vibration through the deck, like distant artillery echoing beneath his boots. The Nassau was a triumph of engineering, certainly—but it had been built for sailors, not for a man who stood well over two meters tall and carried his mass like a fortress given flesh.
And worst of all—no hot showers.
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