Wednesday, September 9, 2020

A story of my neighbor (2 of 2): Corpses.

That same conversation, me and my neighbors' one (Mexican-American) son who's a musician were talking about the coronavirus, and the serious effects that it can have on people.

"You have any deaths?", he was like, meaning at where I work.

Then, he started talking about his one uncle.

"He's older now, but he's a tough guy, the ladies really like him," he was like, and then he said that he worked at a morgue for a lot of years.

"And corpses, sometimes the gas in them shifts, and they get up and walk around a few days after they die, and one time he was working there late at night when that happened, and he saw that, and he's a tough guy, but he fainted," he was like.

He said that his uncle only told everyone that like once, but then he wouldn't really talk about it so much again, it so got to him.

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