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“Chain, chain, chain. If I ever see another chain in my life, it will be too soon. Ten kilometres of chain—each link just 5 centimetres long. That’s two hundred thousand links. Each one connected by hand or by claw. It worked out to each of us working eight hours per day for two weeks doing nothing but connecting links. I saw chain whenever I closed my eyes. I dreamed of chain every night. One of my dinner packets was spaghetti and all I could see were smooth, white chains instead of noodles.” Project Hail Mary: Chapter 19, pg. 308

“Chain, chain, chain. If I ever see another chain in my life, it will be too soon. Ten kilometres of chain—each link just 5 centimetres long. That’s two hundred thousand links. Each one connected by hand or by claw. It worked out to each of us working eight hours per day for two weeks doing nothing but connecting links. I saw chain whenever I closed my eyes. I dreamed of chain every night. One of my dinner packets was spaghetti and all I could see were smooth, white chains instead of noodles.” Project Hail Mary: Chapter 19, pg. 308