There was a time in the history of Halloween on State Street when a pair of naked rumps would have elicited only the briefest of attention. That time was not Thursday night, as the street itself was disguised as an ordinary street. Sure, there was the odd wandering cleric, the occasional dance hall girl with a sagging garter, the usual bundle of giggling dormies dressed as M&Ms, or public displays of confection.
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