REPORTS OF THE END OF HALLOWE’EN HAVE BEEN HIGHLY EXAGGERATED: For this year’s Hallowe’en party, I built a lil’ Paper-Maché Devil to sit on my shoulder and whisper all SORTS of Mischief into my ear, and though I’m LONG since immune to Infernal Temptation (I was quaffing Holy Water every five minutes and had a Protective Sigil in my sock), we came to a compromise and did an Elaborate Autumn Photoshoot, and I think the results speak for themselves