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As I walked home from the store just now, I noticed an eerie red glow coming from the house a few doors down the street owned by people who organized the haunted house in the woods last fall. When I got closer, I saw the Grim Reaper in their front yard, scythe raised high in the dim red light. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see what it was that he was poised to kill. Perhaps tomorrow the snowbanks will recede enough for me to climb high enough to see what is there. Or perhaps Reaper and victim both will disappear forever, vanished into the realm of mystery.

Yeah, I like this neighborhood.