For the love of sweet Jove, it’s snowing in Boston. It’s not yet Halloween, and I’m greeting this morning by snow flurries. This just isn’t fair. I mean, all the rabid Red Sox fans were only recently put to bed for another year and normally there’s a blessed quiescence in the neighborhood for a time before the horrors of winter set in.

Alas, not this year.

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