One of the ways you can tell there really is a devil is the transformation of a harmless holiday to a full-on glorification of decadence and death.I agree. I took these photographs last night while walking our dog, Addy, and while she didn't bark boo, at the house on the left, she started woofing and lunging (I almost dropped my camera) at the home on the right. The devil's coach, close enough to the height of the house itself, took up about half of the front yard. And the creepy driver looked very much alive. I had to double-check myself.
Now, the location of this property (on the right) was of interest too. It sits across the street from a Catholic pre-school/Adoration chapel.