Everyone who works on the waterfront has a story. Life is anything but dull around the ports. One true story I heard today is rather appropriate for Halloween and my nightly listen to Dracula. We are shipping a container of personal affects that has been ordered for an inspection. This in itself is a given. But THIS particular box contains a coffin. So some poor Customs inspector is going to have to open that coffin to examine its contents.
I imagine there will actually be a team of inspectors there - mulling around for the morbid curiosity of it all....who knows, maybe it will be filled with dirt from the old country.
The ruminations of a lowcountry girl who, after traipsing around the South, finds herself at home in RVA (aka the frozen North of the South).
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