The Afterlife Is Open for Business

(InnerSelf Enabled🎭) Death is a place. It's downhill, about a day's walk. Two hundred years ago a widow got tired of waiting, walked down alive, and came home with a cartload of her late husband's pottery to sell. The border's been open ever since. The living commute. The dead get three-day visas. The dead pay in bottled memories, and the Bureau runs on forms. Play living or dead. And find out why people have stopped arriving.