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“Harry!” she shouted over the gurgle of water. “It’s catastrophic. The whole kitchen is backing up. It smells like a tidal wave of old soy sauce and regret. My lunch rush is in two hours!”

“Don’t worry,” Harry said calmly. “Time for The Eel.” drain unblocking wellington

He tried the auger first—a long, coiling snake of steel. It tickled the glove but couldn’t get a grip. The wind howled, and the water in the drain rose another inch. Moira was now pacing the pavement, clutching a tray of uncooked dumplings. “Harry

His workshop, tucked under the shadow of Mount Victoria, had a faded sign that read: had a faded sign that read: