| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Sam turned his head; there was a mountain lion on the ledge not three feet away, glaring at them. ???Take out my gun.??? Katy reluctantly loosed an arm and pulled it out. ???Now lean out behind me an??? draw a bead ???tween th??? eyes.??? Her hand was trembling badly as the lion snarled, she drew the hammer back and fired, blood gushed from the beast???s neck; it screamed, sending chills up their
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