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| rdfs:label | - Propose the reading of something stimulating
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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] Some popular recent poetry borders on the decadent, and even the indecent. It might steer the conversation in promising directions. Or it might get you thrown out into the street. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - The Curate gets as far as a slightly anatomical reference and a distinctly pagan one, frowns and abruptly recalls an appointment with a parishioner. The atmosphere as you are escorted from the room is definitely chilly.
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| From Card/Storylet title | - Read poetry with the Melancholy Curate and his Sister
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| Rare Success description | - By the time the Curate's Sister finishes reading that business about the seven sorrows, her voice is trembling a little, all three of you are faintly flushed...Intriguingly, you're sure you hear the Sister murmur: 'There's nowhere like home.'
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| Success description | - By the time the Curate's Sister finishes reading that business about the seven sorrows, her voice is trembling a little, all three of you are faintly flushed and the temperature in the room has risen appreciably.
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| Description | - Some popular recent poetry borders on the decadent, and even the indecent. It might steer the conversation in promising directions. Or it might get you thrown out into the street.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] Some popular recent poetry borders on the decadent, and even the indecent. It might steer the conversation in promising directions. Or it might get you thrown out into the street. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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