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A closure only brings back memories of what once was, leaving you with more questions then answers.

Today his petitions where met. Laid in the same tomb as his sibling and parents. Two years late, but nonetheless, granted. With some words, a poem, and a song serenading only those present. After the departure of some, a final hurrah was made.

With the sound of two popping wine bottles enjoyed at his petition, we left him.

It’s okay though. It won’t be long till we all see each other again. Just let it not be in such an ominous place…

-J

PS: enjoy some shots of the cemetery.

To the right you’ll find el “Rey de Los Coscachos” to the left; victims of a fatal train accident according to someone there.
Los muertos no están muertos, solo *les falta* el olvido. English: The dead are not dead, they only are missing the forgetfulness.
The clear distinction between what’s alive and what’s not.
Could’ve been a prison.
Maybe it was a prison and they just locked the prisoners alive.
Some get flowers while others have their names written with sharpie.
Death does not discriminate.
You got mail.
You have more mail.
Carlos Pezoa Veliz “A major figure in Chilean poetry.”

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