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A blood vessel in his brain gave way and he was transformed into a thing. It was burned, the ashes were put in a container not meant to last, the container was buried in a forest. I know the place. People say they want to be put there when they have ceased being people. My father has dissolved completely now. He is with all the other molecules, for the rest of time. I write this on the last computer he owned.
Also by Marcus Hammerschmitt
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