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This is it Joel. It’s going to be gone soon.
I know.
What do we do?
Enjoy it.
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Mount Rushmore is dead. Long live Mount Rushmore.
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Bury me when I die
beneath a wine barrel
in a tavern.
With luck
the cask will leak.
—
death poem of Moriya Sen’an, who died in 1838
from Japanese Death Poems, edited by Yoel Hoffmann
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