You get a stone, an epitaph, a born date and a died date, and the died date can be as precise as “9:47 PM”, which is the detail that makes the whole thing funny and then slightly sad. Graves are for things, habits, eras and fictional characters — the groundskeeper turns away real people. Each stone carries the name of whoever dug it and lives at its own permanent link.
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