Oh boy… Where do I even start with this?
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Recently, I went to a funeral for one of my wife’s relatives. I had never met the man in question, and my wife wasn’t very close with him either. Still, we (of course), came to pay our respects and see the family. But sitting there in church, listening to everything being said and done up by the altar; it suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks:
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“Who in their right mind would want something like this?”
The Fall of Noman 