Scene 1: Soccer ball goes sailing over the fence into this cemetary. This graveyard is almost full, and is sandwhiched between a suburb of houses, a soccer field, Council depot sheds and streets. Our children went to this school. Back then, you could drop off and pick up your kids in this cemetary, and they regularly walked across it to gates installed in the paling fence for that purpose. Then people did their usual thing and all the gates were shut, bolted, and no one was allowed in there anymore, least of all children. Death is taboo these days. I mean...what sort of future generation are we raising?
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