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The night of fright has passed. Those costumes that were eagerly obtained with high anticipation of being donned around town are now crammed into already forgotten corners of bedroom and closet floors, thrown into the shadows of exile, perhaps never to be worn again. As buckets of candy are consumed, little wrappers fall like autumn leaves - shiny, plastic costumes never to be worn by any other confectionary again. Perhaps not since some holiday on the other side of summer has the sugar flowed so freely and it ramps up the system for an onslaught of goodies yet to come. Jack o' lantern buck...