Jerry Moon’s family opened his casket to say their final goodbyes at his funeral on Monday. But what they saw was not their father’s corpse: inside the casket was the body of an unknown man with a plastic bag over his head. Even worse, the dead man inside the casket was dressed in their father’s clothes and had a picture of their mother tucked under his arm.

Used to be, we buried the bodies of the dead in the ground. Imagine the cost: coffin, embalming, funeral service, shovels. Labor. It adds up. Nowadays, we just burn em.

Per his wishes, the ashes of Portuguese journalist Carlos Castro—who was apparently murdered by his very disturbed 20-year-old model lover—were scattered in a Times Square subway grate. In true New York fashion, it was probably illegal.