Ever since Jack Aubrey had been dismissed from the service, ever since his name, with its now meaningless seniority, had been struck off the list of post-captains, it had seemed to him that he was living in a radically different world; everything was perfectly familiar, from the smell of seawater and tarred rigging to the gently heave of the deck under his feet, but the essence was gone and he was a stranger.
-Patrick O'Brian, The Letter of Marque
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