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Why we're thinking about death in the wrong way
by the gates of the cemetery,’ she says. ‘Sorry to sound like Morrissey.’ She is a regular here and a striking presence – 6ft 1in, long hair, black clothes, stylish, funny and abnormally cheerful.We walk among the dead, among the hellebores and the yew trees, the ivy and the oak, a smattering of snowdrops and crocuses pushing their way into the world here and there.