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Went to a thrift store and my kid found an urn: "someone donated Grandma", they joked. I checked, it was empty. Relieved, I continued and found another urn. This time, not empty. My humanity told me that I had to buy it, just to ensure they were scattered somewhere beautiful.

19/6/26, 6:33 pm0 reposts0 likes

evil.red

@evil.red

19 June

But buying someone's remains just feels like crossing a social taboo - regardless of honorable intent. Social taboos are weird.