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Weekly Contest #337
Salt.That’s all I can smell. I thought, surely, my body would have blocked the scent by now. After four months, day in and day out, should I not have acclimated? Should it not be as familiar to me as the smell of the boat, as my own scent?But somehow I don’t notice those things. I am sure that the waterlogged sailboat smells like mildew, like wood rot, like deep saturation. I am sure that my skin smells stale, sour, acrid.But then again, maybe it doesn’t.Maybe everything smells like salt. I look to the sky and close my eyes. Despite this, I ...
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