| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - ... me like a prison camp because they had to put there hands up for anything like a drink of water or to speak and a bell had to be rung, I sat down and had dinner with them which was boiled rice and sweetcorn and they had meat whoever wanted that, the dessert was an apple and this all teaches them structure and to appreciate the small things in life that we all take for granted, it was my best e
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