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Polina stands in front of the gangway to a cruise ship in the port of Honolulu. She has swapped her marketing analyst's chair in the Kyiv office for the running shoes of a waitress. Six months of short sleep in a cramped cabin below the waterline and impeccable service high above the water, seven days a week, lie ahead. Overboard — picturesque landscapes, on board — a fair of unrestrained consumption… A colourful kaleidoscope of landscapes and passing faces flickers in front of Polina, and she is spun in a whirlwind of alcohol, tears and a thousand empty words.

But everything that happens on a ship stays on a ship. And sometimes it becomes a new beginning.