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There was talk of wild bacchanalian dancing on the grounds of the wool church, overturned rubbish bins, sheep entrails flung at passersby...
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The manicured lawn rolls down either side of the knoll, punctuated with flat granite plaques, the occasional bouquet of cut flowers, a smattering of faded eight-inch American flags.
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I watch my mother and my daughter, each wondering in her own quiet way about where this story will go next.
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Unfortunately, there is nothing to be done about the coupling of tombstones. First of all, their copulations are deafening — how they grunt and sigh! — and secondly, the sparks spewing from the friction — blue, green, yellow, and purple - ignite fires
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