Boston is an amazing place. The cemeteries, the fall foliage, the history, the mystery- we loved it. Except David thought I was weird for liking the cemeteries so much. I even got mad at a guard who wouldn't let me see Paul Revere's grave. Not my high point, I'll admit. Cemeteries have so many stories, so much drama. Families, children, marriage, sadness. All that human stuff, all in one place.
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