...musical interlude...

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This either has nothing to do with being a mortician or everything to do with being a mortician. I am not sure.

i can't believe this video stayed up. this is me writing from 2022.

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rcboi66 said…
A 'must see' movie for morticians: "Departures" ..."A classical cellist returns to his village after losing his position in a major symphony and takes a job assisting in the Japanese ritual preparation of the dead. He keeps his work a secret at first; but finally realizes the deep spiritual fulfillment it provides him." Academy Award® Winner for Best Foreign Language Film of the year.

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