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I decided to stop the night in Campulung Moldovenesc. I went for a walk and came across a cemetery. I always like to check out these somber places. They are quiet but not silent. The whispers of those who have gone before are all around. These elaborate graves have slabs with iron rings--almost doors to a cellar--which make death seem not all that remote, not buried and hidden away under moldering earth. Just open the lid and take a peek, but not too closely! |