So you're telling me about *this*
Here's the real one—they found three skeletons in a Roman necropolis, right? And listen to this: these poor souls, 1,800 years old, had iron nails on their chests. *Nails*, y'all. Archaeologists are saying it was probably to "protect" both the living and the dead, to keep those restless spirits from wandering. Come on now. You mean to tell me folks were out here nailing down their deceased to keep them from hauntin' the neighborhood? That's a whole new level of "don't come back now, ya hear?"
Now, I'm thinking about how we do things here in Kansas City. We're all about remembrance, about honoring our history—you go to the Liberty Memorial, or walk through the American Jazz Museum, it's about connecting with what came before. But nobody's out here nailing down the departed at Union Cemetery to make sure they stay put. We got enough spirits walkin' around Westport on a Saturday night without adding 1,800-year-old Roman ghosts to the mix. Can you imagine if Gates tried to start a new tradition? "I'm sorry, ma'am, but we gotta make sure Uncle Leroy don't rise up before he gets his burnt ends." No, thank you.
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