Only one night a year can bring together the smells of waxy chocolate and granulated sugar with those of latex, grease paint and sweaty kids. Add to this a crisp twilight breeze that hints at winter and the rustle of fallen brown leaves underfoot. With all the kinetic force of a 5th birthday party and more explosively delivered sucrose than a pi?ata, it's here – Halloween!

Having passed kidhood some time back and with dadhood nowhere in the direct future I feel a little left out during this holiday. More than anything it serves to escort me down a memory lane bustling with four-foot tall zombies, superheroes and their parents. Sure there are activities marketed at my 20-something demographic that give me an excuse to put on a costume and gather with others after dark. The treats are alcoholic now (I won't go into the tricks) but the night couldn't hold a gourd-enclosed candle to those of Trick-or-Treat past.

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