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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] One of the myriad Labyrinth cats strolls up. 'Go on, then. See if he'll let you feel it. I dare you. What, you're not scared, are you? I bet you all my glim.' Where does a cat keep her glim? Never mind that now. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - […] You extend your hand through the bars, and try to touch Walter's head - but he is having none of it. He ducks his head and whips it back up, so fast you barely have time to react and snatch your hand away[…]
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| From Card/Storylet title | - Walter the Greater One-Horned Rhinoceros
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| Success description | - […]He regards you. So does the cat. Finally, you touch his horn. It's really nothing like hair at all.
The cat drops a bag of glim at your feet with a bad grace. […] If a rhinoceros could smile, Walter would be smiling.
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| Description | - One of the myriad Labyrinth cats strolls up. 'Go on, then. See if he'll let you feel it. I dare you. What, you're not scared, are you? I bet you all my glim.' Where does a cat keep her glim? Never mind that now.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] One of the myriad Labyrinth cats strolls up. 'Go on, then. See if he'll let you feel it. I dare you. What, you're not scared, are you? I bet you all my glim.' Where does a cat keep her glim? Never mind that now. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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