November 12, 2013. I walked past one of the countless seasonal Halloween shops that appear on every third block sometime in September, and had to wonder what became of the people who were in that shop for those few weeks. Looking in the window, I saw a bag full of heads, the lower half of someone lopped off at the waist, and a headless, armless woman's torso. There was also a really tall demonic looking fellow playing guitar. I decided against asking him any of my questions.