Nothing on Earth so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night.
Nothing on Earth so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night.
I have a hard time defending the production of candy, given that it is basically crack for children and makes them dependent in unwholesome ways.
If I had been the kind of kid who kept a diary, the entries from the years 12 to say, 16, would have to read Got high, ate candy.
At about the age of ten, during a late summer visit to Sears to buy school clothes, I became aware of the concept of candy by the pound. This was revolutionary. Here were entire stalls of candy, naked as the day they were born, piled up two feet high and God knows how deep. What it was beauty.
The craziest Peep-related candy I've ever gotten is a chocolate egg with a Peep inside it. Someone went to a lot of trouble to make that, which strikes me as both beautiful and pathetic.
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