Arrr! Maryland be takin’ them shipping scallywags to court fer plunderin’ the treasure o’ a fallen bridge, har har!
2024-09-24
Arrr, matey! The court be a'blamin' the foul tempest o' March that sent six souls to Davy Jones’ locker and left the Port o' Baltimore as still as a barnacle! Aye, now they be squabblin' 'bout the gold, like scallywags over a treasure map!
Arrr, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend yer ears to a tale of woe from the seven seas of law! Aye, it be a lawsuit brewin’, fresh as a sea breeze, comin' on the heels of a calamity that struck in the fair month of March. Six souls met their watery grave, and the grand Port of Baltimore be sittin’ idle like a ship with a hole in its hull!