
He would come around every 34 to 36 days walking the countryside in search of food. Wild looking as he stopped to inquire at the local farmhouses clad head to toe in brown leather. Talking in grunts and gestures and occasional phrases of broken English. They knew him to be harmless from long experience, even if that was all they knew of him. This vagabond known only as The Leatherman became a romantic figure in his own time as an enigma in a world fast losing its mystery.
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