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It isn’t long before creatures start spilling into the vessel. Michael, the boat hand, hauls a necklace of pots from the harbor floor, feeding rope through a pulley, and a sloshing, murky treasure emerges. There are crabs with beady eyes. There is the odd lobster, fencing heavily with its claws.
It may not be this way for long. Grant aid for the building and operating of small fishing boats, as supplied by _dar