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It was a small town, by a small river, by a small lake, in a northern part of a Midwest state. There wasn't so much wilderness around that you couldn't see the town. On the other hand there wasn't so much town around that you couldn't see and feel and touch the wilderness. The town was full of fences to walk on and sidewalks to skate on, and the muted cries and laughter of boys and girls full of costume dreams and spirits, preparing for the greatest night of the year. Better than Easter, better than Christmas, Halloween.
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