Anyone who watches scary movies or crime based dramas knows at least the basics of being a coroner.  Travel in a black vehicle, carry a black bag filled with time of death assessing accoutrements, and always leave with something in the bag.  I’m sure you all know what I’m talking about.  Its about eight feet long, three feet wide, and black as night well not in South Carolina.  In the palmetto state the bags are blue, the happy blue of children’s t shirts, and as the finality of a zipper fills my ears that blue… is all I see.


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