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All Hallows Eve In the Year of the Plague

As Halloween approaches I wonder if any bold spirits will venture out to maintain a long forgotten pagan rite and if they’ll don a Darth Vader mask or wear a more sensible and hygienic tight fitting mouth and nose covering? Regardless, there will be a light in my crudely carved pumpkin and I’ll wear my mask and gloves to dole out sweet nothings to any intrepid souls who venture to my door.

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