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Days blend and continue on undisturbed for the most part. There is a lot of waiting in between workouts and eating. There is one repair we are working on. Other than the repair it's all monitoring and stand by. Monotony feels more tirtiring than his workouts and work. Days ends come around and sleep is attempted. We all are adjusting and have interacted minimally so far. We seem humbled by our surroundings and task. Sutton is the crew member easiest to be around. Today passes uneventfully. Sleep comes after counting to around 89. Probably out of boredom and a desire to stop counting.
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