I live on Keweenaw bay where the shipping boats take refuge in gale weather. There has been as many as 5 ships anchored on rough sea day. With their lights on at night they appear as islands. I imagine the lives of the men and women who live aboard. Their work of bringing resources and connecting many worlds is a humbling thought.
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