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| While bicycle touring Ireland, Sharon and I wandered the grounds of old Tintern Abbey. Crossing an algae-crusted stream on a stone bridge, Sharon peered over the edge. Somewhat horrified, she spied a large black rat, lapping the greenish water. Delightfully classic! |
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