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"Does it matter?" Mandy asked. "My father spent twenty years carving this piece. He died before he could bring it here. He called it the Anchor. He said the Lembouruine wasn't just art; it was a lock. And without the key, it was just a collection of junk." However, based on the evocative nature of those