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The Silent Dead

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A lot of people complain about their jobs. It's too hard, it's too exhausting, it's no fun. No fun? I'll tell you what's no fun. I see dead  people. I have to talk to these dead people, do favors for them, and send them off on their merry way to the Afterlife. I guess I can relate to them somehow though. I mean, I'm dead too.Todos los derechos reservados

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