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Pine down here is cheap and low quality. My father was a woodworker and he loathed pine; when he died, with my brothers we went shopping for a coffin. We had a blast joking about getting him a half finished pine coffin, and throw in some tools so he could fix it in-place (he always made mistakes measuring things and had to fix them on customer's premises.)
At the end, and after a lot of jokes, we went for a damn fine coffin in the best wood available :-)
(Love you, dad)
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