Confession: I love Halloween. I’ve loved it since I was a child in the eighties, when we actually still did things like bob for apples (gross), terrorize the neighborhood trick-or-treating without parents or cell phones (fun), and gorge ourselves on name-brand candy (fun) while trying to pawn off on parents and younger siblings those ubiquitous molasses…
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