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enjoying day of the dead

Aha, it is Day of the Dead, November first. The goblins, ghouls and witches run to quench their thirst. Running to Mexico for another big night Eating sugared skulls, quelching their appetite. Wiley wicked warlocks and witches are arriving, high up in the sky. The festival is magic, everyone is devouring potatoes and pie. The demons are traveling through the city, stealing unsuspecting souls. Having another wonderful night is truly one of our fantastical goals.

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