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Submitted to Contest #291
That first evening at sea after leaving Karachi, we played darts together. We were exhausted after gruelling days working in the heat and fetid stench of the cargo holds. We unwound by playing game after game, sharing puerile jokes and teasing each other with mock insults, like the teenagers we were. The engineer sat brooding in the corner of the room, watching us play. He was a few years older than me, shorter but stocky and strong. I was engrossed in the game and was startled when he stood up from his chair, grabbed and wrestled me, protes...
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