Monuments and Memory: Working at Arlington National Cemetery
“It was an alternate world, where the dead came everyday, and we treated it as normal.”
Thank you for your service
yes, I’m slowly realizing there’s something more important than me happening here, but I don’t quite know how to react to it
It should’ve been me.
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