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It had been a long night and Travis squirmed uncomfortably in his costume. He could barely see out of the eye holes; breathing was a result of direct intent. The young alligator removed his mask and examined his haul from two hours of jungle trick or treating: coconuts, bananas and a small poodle. Not bad!
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