The Chain Link

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      Just as we were starting out on the third day, John Bikesurf's chain snapped and he had to replace it just outside of Tergelow. Fortunately I have a chain tool and as he was changing it we were approached by several very old men. One who told us stories about his dead wife's finances and how he was spending them. The next man (easily in his 80's) came up and just seemed to be staring, he asked some questions then left. He came back with a burlap sack from which he took out a candy tin. Inside was a single chain link which he offered up to Mr. Bikesurf.

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