The World of Transshipment, Where One Glitch Can Lead to Chaos
I couldn’t stop thinking about what I would do if something went wrong. If I made a mistake, my son and I might go back to being homeless.
demurrage, bill of lading, drayage, consignee.
nobody dies if they don’t get their fries.
When did he learn about that?
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I was leaving femininity behind, grateful to have an example like my grandpa to grow toward.
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