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In the dead of winter, a snowstorm steamboat off a harbour’s mouth presented a scene both breathtaking and treacherous. The relentless snowflakes danced in the air, blanketing the sea and the surrounding landscape in a pristine white shroud. The steamboat, a beacon of warmth amidst the cold, was navigating through the swirling storm, its silhouette etched against the backdrop of the towering cliffs that flanked the mouth of the harbour. The icy grip of the storm seemed to challenge the vessel’s resolve, but the brave crew remained undeterred, their eyes fixed on the distant shore.