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The flight deck of Rivet City was the perfect place to catch a breath of fresh air. Assuming that the wind was coming from the south. A north wind brought the smells of downtown D.C. with it - burning rubber, atomised concrete, sulphur and rot. Today, it was the ocean. Salt and sand. A hint of rust from the other boats slipping into the murky waters of the bay. Below, the aircraft carrier groaned as the twisted metal creaked under its own weight. Broken in half by its collision with the river bed, it was a miracle that the entire vessel had not capsized and rolled into the Potomac, another wreck from before the War. Instead, it was a shelte