The ocean sits a dozen miles east of Middleton — close enough that a coastal storm arrives here wet and heavy, snow that hits a parking lot like poured cement. PKM General contracting works the hours before anything opens: lots along the commercial stretch toward the Danvers line, the back aisles, the loading areas, the walk from the last row of spaces to the front door. Plow it, stack the piles where they will not blind a driver pulling out, then salt and sand the shaded corners that refreeze after dark. Ten inches turns into an empty black lot and a business that never had to make a single phone call about it. The town wakes up, the doors unlock, and the day just starts on time.