Grendel or L'Espadon. The rusting hulk of the first French submarine to travel to the Arctic. For a small fee you can descend into its belly at the right hour.

"Come and see," we said. And he did. We took him inside the submarine pens. What you see there sends a chill up your spine. If you're over a certain age. If you've ever feared Captain Nemo, the unseen, the Soviets. Go and see and see if the fear doesn't go deeper, down to the cave gaurded by snakes where Grendel lived, he who needed no guarding. Its oddly rounded tail bears dents--how can the metal be so thin? Still, stand aside, lest it wag you into the drink.

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