Once a year, the abandoned town comes to life again.
On Main Street, the boarded-up shops blaze with light. Their windows fill with marvelous displays of fantastical goods.
The houses on the hill all suck in their sagging porches and flex their rotting siding. The pavements and sidewalks smooth themselves as best they can, hiding the worst cracks and potholes.
Some people believe that anything loved for long enough gains a soul, but the town did not know itself until it was alone.
For one night under the autumn moon, the town remembers habitation. But the streets are still empty.

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