As Alexander went along the streets, he could hear the sounds of the splashing waves and the distinctive smell of seawater. The port finally came into view, the big ships stationed on the docks, cargo being unloaded from arriving ships and loaded to those about to go into the sea. The streets were bustling with life, sailors singing while drunk, travelers delightfully exploring the new sights, workers hardly focused on repairing ships to be ready to sail again, merchants selling their wears from far away, some shady individuals traversing the streets trying not to drive attention to themselves, fishers showing their catches with pride, all these people made the port a sight to behold.
But Alex came to wonder what his next move would be. He could try luck at one of the local canteens, where the tired sailors and travelers went to wind off. Or he could try to wonder around to see what catches his eye.
Ultimately he decided to...
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