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Today I saw

a chocolate-coloured coffin meandering through the streets on the shoulders of not-so-young men. A brass band led the way, bass drums and trumpets celebrating a life now gone. A hearse covered with garlands of fresh white flowers prompts M to say with excitement, “That’s a wedding car!”

How do you explain death to a three-year old?

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