Fire. Pumpkin fire. Pumpkin spice? I hear people like that.
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I can trace my fascination with pumpkins to an almost specific time, about this time of year, nearly 21 years ago.
My pre-K teacher had made pumpkin pie. She brought it to school, uncovered it, and showed us. I remember having this fascination mixed with intense dread at the site of that pie. I got myself so worked up over it that I actually threw-up.
And that is a true story.
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