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Shortly before World War II, a rusted old freighter slid into its berth at a Baltimore pier, completing its long voyage from the Orient. Customs officers boarded the vessel to check the manifest, verify the cargo, and search for contraband. The search was the routine sort of thing that occurred every day at every major port in the United States.
An inspector hurried to the quarters of the crew members and began his rounds. He encountered nothing unusual until he reached one crewman's cabin and found the door locked. He knocked on the door and a muffled voice said, "Who is it?"