| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - So I got up and totally preoccupied, walked through the living room and as I entered the kitchen (still lost in thought), I glanced down the hall leading to the back door.There, standing inside and next to the door was a tall, thin old man wearing a plaid hunting shirt and a pair of old, worn-looking gray work pants.I looked away and just kept walking, thinking distractedly, Oh, there is an old man
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