One young man who was with us early on, a musician and a very gentle soul, who plays a small stringed instrument as he walks along, has had an eventful time. Arriving in one town late, there was no room at the hostels, local police found some floor space for him and his 2 friends sleeping on the floor in the local library, along with a few others- 7 in all. When they awoke in the morning, one of the group didn't stir, and couldn't be woken. He had died in his sleep. Unimaginable.
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