Film_Noir
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Film had loosened the ground around the base of the stake with the hoe. With a bit of effort, he pushed the stake over so that it fell to lie horizontal with the earth and the body could be reached. "He had no will. Probably no family." Film looked up at the setting sun. "Are we burying the poor sod today or should we wait until tomorrow?"