| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - He comforted Lorabelle and stroked her finally to sleep in the evening, her wet face on his shoulder. ???It was an illusion,??? he thought, ???and for a while I believed it, and yet???curious thing???it has left some sweetness.??? Throughout the night he marveled about this???could it be he had won something after all????and the next day, crawling under the rotting mansion of a long-dead actor, he
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