There once was a man. He was a happy man. At least, that's what everyone close to him thought. He was an easy man to take advantage of in every way - in every way. It might've contributed to his death. Life pulled him hard. It broke all the blocks and locks that bind the dead to earth where they contemplate life as consciousness fades with decomposition. Some last longer than others. Few are given a second chance. Wakes rarely wake the dead. His wake was no more or less different or...
