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Meaning of Requiem: A mass for the dead. Winter's bidding; Deep snow here, muddy pavements there. Then, a procession of Roman Catholic members. The big cross, the hymns and the dress codes are a huge give away. The all black is a sharp contrast to the white snow covered country, Or maybe it just serves to complement it Like those little black poker dots that make white shirts appear natty and casual at the same time. I struggle to watch the procession from above. My office is on the third floor and I'm out for a smoke break. I don't smoke, I just use that to get away from the drudgery that is my work. The procession below reminds me of my co-workers - drab and solemn, all at once. May the dead never have to confess how they truly feel about the burial rites that we perform at their funerals. ... I was out till late last night; Another citizen in the district, Another observer minding his own business.
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Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 4:54 AM UTC
A poor man's Requiem.
Meaning of Requiem: A mass for the dead. Winter's bidding; Deep snow here, muddy pavements there. Then, a procession of Roman Catholic members. The big cross, the hymns and the dress codes are a huge give away. The all black is a sharp contrast to the white snow covered country, Or maybe it just serves to complement it Like those little black poker dots that make white shirts appear natty and casual at the same time. I struggle to watch the procession from above. My office is on the third floor and I'm out for a smoke break. I don't smoke, I just use that to get away from the drudgery that is my work. The procession below reminds me of my co-workers - drab and solemn, all at once. May the dead never have to confess how they truly feel about the burial rites that we perform at their funerals. ... I was out till late last night; Another citizen in the district, Another observer minding his own business.
I thought I knew you enough to share myself with you...
dexter-aki
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Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 4:54 AM UTC
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