I’ve written before about how big Halloween seems to be in
the yard-decoration stakes in the Valley They Call Silicon. Some displays take
weeks to install, and I wonder where the zombies and tombstones live for
the other 11 months of the year.
This was not a big deal, that I recall, during my last
sojourn in a Confederate state, but recent walks around my NoVa neighborhood
makes me wonder.
Only about a block and a half from my current residence I
encountered this as a permanent installation, in the front yard of a house that
is otherwise perfectly anodyne:
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