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rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] The opera? Six hours of dreary bellowing by fat women in horned helmets? You think not. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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Success description | - You politely inform the devil that you would rather spend the evening watching moss grow. He says little, but his eyes are full of reproach. He bows politely and takes his leave. You can just catch the muttered word 'philistine' as the door closes.
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Description | - The opera? Six hours of dreary bellowing by fat women in horned helmets? You think not.
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abstract | - From: [[]] The opera? Six hours of dreary bellowing by fat women in horned helmets? You think not. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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