I had left the group to go sit outside the cemetary and have a cigarette and contemplate the sadness of a cemetary and death on such a bright sunny day. It was completely silent except for the leaves of the trees rustling is the wind, and it was oddly beautiful. Ironically, at about the same time back in LA, Michael Jackson died. Halifax in general has a sort of tragic beauty, so much sadness, but such amazing people. One of the greatest cities in the world.
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