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Pumpkins are gracing the shelves, and candy is being sold in shops that have no business selling candy. This week, I saw a bag of oranges labeled “zombie mandarins,” a marketing ploy clearly aimed at parents who want to have their houses egged by irritated teenagers out trick-or-treating. I love Halloween. Great time of year.

Every fall about this time, some horrifying myths start rolling around. There’s the weird idea that people are handing out drugs instead of candy, a lurid tale that makes sense only to people who have no clue how much drugs cost. There’s the fear that children will be harmed by poison or razor blades hidden in candy. And then there’s the scar

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