Elisabet Torras Aguilera’s Martinete. Photo by Monica Simoes.
It begins like every horrible tour you've been on before. There are stragglers, complainers, and avid Instagrammers. Our guide is soft spoken and must make repeated referrals to her notes. The first landmarks aren't particularly interesting: the headstone of 19th century actor William Wheatley and a landmark commemorating the 1876 Brooklyn Theater Fire. Even surrounded by graves and a rapidly darkening sky, there's nothing out of the ordinary.
That is until we turn a bend and spy a human body encased in a net dangling from a tree. It sways...
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