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When the residents of Kalvik, a tiny fishing village on Norway’s northern coast, woke on a cold Tuesday morning in March, most assumed the fog had played a trick on them. Through the grey mist, a shape had appeared in the harbor overnight — enormous, rust-streaked, and completely silent. By the time the sun had partially burned through the cloud cover, there was no mistaking it. A cargo vessel, easily three hundred feet long, had somehow drifted into their harbor and come to rest among the fishing boats.
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