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“We’re here,” Frankie said as she steered the SUV around a massive traffic circle. In minutes, they drove past the front of the cemetery. The black iron gates stood over thirty feet high, surrounded by four huge white marble columns in the simple Doric Greek style, and a Latin inscription above them: Requiescant in Pace.

Marring the scenery, however, were several large work trucks and empty flatbeds parked directly in front of the entrance. Three large Argentinian construction workers in Navy blue coverall, neon vests and mustard-colored hard hats stood by some placards set up on the sidewalks marked with red paint that read “No Entrar”.

“This is highly irregular,” Peter said.

“Right. I didn’t see anything on the news about work happening here today,” Frankie...

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