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He overheard the director talking to one of the cameramen. The cameraman was explaining that he couldn__ get a good long shot on the exterior because someone had set up a fake graveyard right in the plaza.__ids just playing around, I guess, but it__ morbid; we__l have to get rid of it, maybe bring in some sod to____o,_ Albert said.__e__e almost ready for you,_ the director assured him.__hat__ not a fake graveyard. Those aren__ fake graves. No one was playing around.___ou__e saying those . . . those are actually . . .___hat do you think happened here?_ Albert asked in a soft voice. __hat do you think this was?_ Absurdly, embarrassingly, he had started to cry. __hose are kids buried there. Some of them were torn apart, you know. By coyotes. By . . . by bad people. Shot. Crushed. Like that. Some of those kids in the ground there couldn__ take it, the hunger and the fear . . . some of those kids out there had to be cut down from the ropes they used to hang themselves. Early on, when we still had any animals? I had a crew go out and hunt down cats. Cats and dogs and rats. Kill them. Other kids to skin them . . . cook them up.__here were a dozen crew people in the McDonald__. None spoke or moved.Albert brushed away tears and sighed. __eah. So don__ mess with the graves. Okay? Other than that, we__e good to go.