The man collected rare boxes. Not the contents, just the craftsmanship of the containers themselves. His final acquisition was a small, unassuming wooden box with no visible hinges or opening mechanism.
He spent years trying to open it, using every tool and puzzle-solving technique imaginable. He died, leaving the mystery unsolved.
His heir picked up the box, exasperated. They weren't a collector. They just wanted the contents. They found the instructions etched onto the bottom in microscopic lettering: To open, simply ask politely.
The heir sighed, rolled their eyes, and said, "Please, open." The box clicked open immediately. The solution was politeness, a simple key the proud collector never thought to use.
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