The Boat Yard

-Down into the gates or Mordor we will go, he said with a deep slightly scratchy belly laugh. Turning the 1980’s mercedes left towards a cup de sac then right onto a dirt road through two chain link fences, then a make shift parking lot, we have a arrived. The last stop for a wood hull boat before death.

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