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Mira went the next morning. The harbor was real and ordinary—the pneumatic hiss of a far-off ferry, gulls arranging themselves like punctuation marks. At the far end of the pier, a wooden box waited, weathered but sound. Inside, wrapped in oilcloth, was a stack of envelopes and, on top, a boat made from cheap paper, edges softened by sea air.