| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I need one of you to haul an emergency shipment of ointment over the mountain, right now!The big locomotives looked at one another and shrugged their shoulders.I can't, said one of them, because my wheels are being polished this afternoon.And I ran over a hobo yesterday, another grumbled, "so there is a lot of paperwork to fill out.We are all so very tired, and that mountain is so very tall
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