The gargantuan form of the vessel emerged; its metallic facade, cold and unfeeling, bore the marks of time and water’s constant embrace. An unusual silence descended over the gathered crowd as the canal relinquished its secret — a shock, a revelation, an oceanic titan lying undiscovered in the urban jungle. The myth of the sunken submarine, long dismissed as city folklore, was sitting right there, in concrete and cobalt reality.
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