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The next morning voyage came to a rest ,as the ship halted at the harbour. All the sailors moved down to the island to refresh their nerves . As the isolation of the sea , make them nostalgic and toothless to earth . "Mr.Tailor refresh your brain ,as you had been seeing strange. " Mr Johnson keeping his arm around his friend , meakly grinded , as both of them left the ship to ease their eyes ,which were tired of seeing stagnant blue aqua .As they left the harbour with other sailors, they entered a liquor lounge..Where barrels were hanging in