Something was once here, and now it’s gone. Mourn if you will, but please observe the requirements of the programme; and pay your respects to the deceased even when the party kicks in. The national processionis an act of burial. Estranged and embittered, this is the family that only comes together at funerals. All wehave to show for it is its death mask, applied to closed eyes.
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