If the Santa Anas are blowing, you’ll want to ditch your jack-o-lantern as soon as Halloween is over. No chilly, pumpkin-preserving, procrastination-permitting East Coast days here, baby.
(Yes, that’s a slime trail of pumpkin juice oozing across the stoop. Gack.)
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