| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - In the time that followed, deus ex machina, seen from above: I am still strapped to the stretcher, flung through the door, together with the man in the red and yellow jacket, out into the road, into the ditch, it is dark out, the snow has stopped, and the road is wet, somewhere someone screams, but I can not turn to look, forced to stay put, on the side, and I can see there is a car lying next to the
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