Today I let a couple of the many stories of those working in the Cemetery of La Plata, and were not written by me but it did Olga B. Flores in its publication Anecdotes and myths involving dead ... and living . The photo was taken by Yoti .
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One morning a
alarmed employees warned colleagues that he was sure he had seen a decomposing corpse lying on the door a niche. They went on an urgent basis to the scene and confirmed that someone had pulled a drawer body and dragged him several feet. While at the cemetery trying to find an explanation, the bar across the street came a man with the stained shirt and a foul smell. His appearance attracted the attention of the few parishioners who occupied a table. With bulging eyes, the stranger asked for a phone, saying he had to call a charter to take his father to Italy. The bar owner chose to call the police, and this was revealed the mystery of the dead out of the drawer.
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One January afternoon, a few summers ago, after lunch and a few extra glasses, one of the gravediggers decided nap. The cool and comfortable place he found was a grave. His companions, seeing that he was sound asleep, covered it with wreaths of flowers (which abound in the cemetery). When he awoke, it had to remove the crown over to get up.
At the same time, two elderly women placed flowers on a grave nearby and began to see the man coming out of the grave. The gravedigger yawned, looked and said "good afternoon." The last thing you knew was that these two ladies came running and screaming through the front door.
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