Things were getting progressively worse in Chelm. There was high unemployment and a lack of food. The elders of Chelm decided to meet to solve their dilemma. The best hope for them was to sell beer. After a while they produced their first batch and sent it to Prague with the following letter: O worthy brewmeisters: Seeking to alleviate our plight, we have produced beer. But we are unknown. If such a famous brewer as you praised our drink, it would be a great help. The Elders of Chelm One week later came the reply from Prague: "Your horse has diabetes."
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