Location, location, loc—wait, they’re corpses.

Does the rich guy whose obelisk sits at the top of a hill care about the view? I’ve got to think no. It has to be about prestige; he must have been a powerful man in these parts back in the 19th Century. His family (buried around him, with smaller headstones) no doubt basked in his reflected glory. But today? The name doesn’t ring a bell. I have no clue who these people were, aside from being rich enough to buy a tall obelisk.