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The Leatherman

The Leatherman many years ago let the truth unfold one man who lived as a hermit wearing nothing but leather all around him had walked many miles in New England he had thoughts of wild excursion in the sun but what kept him alive was his deep quest for knowledge... he survived many years ago had a stone cave in Watertown, Ct when rarely seen out in public he would often grunt something with French dialact looking for every sort of food he could find his only means of transportation was to walk to his destination... he was sometimes miles in the woods far from public roads, Way out in the middle of no where he created a human obstacle course that was his very own... many miles he would then roam on his various stops people would often leave food, Always seemed to be in a very good mood walked his trail until the very day he died the tale of the leaterman has arrived.

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