My Cousin Ordered Me Out Of My Oyster Knife Loft Before Her Waterfront Auction, Believing I Was Only The Help, But My Recorded Deed Reached Beneath Her Marina's Only Open Entrance.
My cousin brought a will and a padlock to the Cambridge loft where I forged oyster knives. An old survey sent me looking beyond my workshop walls, toward the entrance her marina could not afford to lose.
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