In my very distant youth, this was the diving bell found at the end of the Steel Pier in Atlantic City. For a price that I could never afford, you got to cram into it and then it was lowered into the ocean so you could look through those little windows and see the magic of the sea. I can’t believe anyone was brave enough to trust their lives to that piece of metal. But many did and all survived.
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