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A friend of mine's ashes are interred very near to my house. When I feel the need to be particularly contemplative I head over there and share a smoke with him while we do some thinking.
The family plot is in an area of the city that's not quite so nice. Even if I wanted to go, I couldn't find it on a bet. I mean, I might be able to locate the cemetary, but the plot? Never. My uncle is the designated family caregiver. Since my mother has annouced that she didn't like 'em all that much when she was alive (her siblings, mainly), she doesn't want to be stuck with them when she's dead. I think that means that she'll either be on the mantelpiece, or that my sister and I make a trip to Waikiki Beach or something like that when the time comes.
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