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The Biggest Funeral in the World – By Carlos Satherhausen, reporting from the British Isles
In mournful silence, the Cosmos-Fuhrer was buried in Adolf Park in central Berlin. As will be recalled, the death of the Cosmos-Fuhrer was determined ten days prior, on Sunday, the 27th of April, 1993, by his personal doctor, Professor Mark Wachte. The Cosmos-Fuhrer, aged 104 upon his death, was convalescing in Wales in the British Isles, as per the recommendations of his physicians, but after he felt unwell, he was transferred to London. There he soon fell unconscious, and after two days, he went into cardiac arrest. Despite the efforts of many top doctors, he was declared dead within the hour.
Ten days of mourning were declared worldwide, during which time tens of thousands of people filed by his coffin in the royal palace in Britain. Only two people were allowed to say words of parting and appreciation. The first was Mark Von Warner, the General Field Marshal, who said that it will take mankind hundreds, if not thousands, of years to recover from the loss of the venerated leader. The second was Elizabeth, Queen of the British Isles, who noted that decades had passed since the denizens of the world were privileged to unite under the rule of the Reich, and that she hoped the current crisis would keep everyone united and stable.
Two days ago, at eight in the evening, the coffin departed from London, accompanied by the ninety-three units of the Global Wehrmacht, as the Cosmos-Fuhrer had demanded before his passing. They set sail from the Isles on the Bismarck, the unforgettable battleship from the days of the last World War. The coffin was then transported to the Cosmos-Fuhrer’s beloved Elysees Palace in Paris. There, the ceremonies continued for another day before the coffin set out on its final journey to Germany, the center of the kingdom, and the Cosmos-Fuhrer’s beloved land.
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“This Hitler, yemach shemo…” Sara Liba murmured as she folded the newspaper, looking around her at the walls of their shared kitchen. “Oy, oy, is there a word that can define what he deserves to get for all he has done…”
“In his final years he didn’t do harm anymore,” Tziporah whispered.
“But what about the millions of Yidden who perished because of him, Hashem yinkom damam?”
The two women fell silent. Sara Liba stared for a long while at the doorway, through which she could hear singing from the kindergarten next door. Then she bent over her bowl of potatoes that needed to be cooked for the children. “We need to daven that the one who comes after him will be okay for us,” she murmured.
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