I hadn't even been planning to carve a pumpkin that year, but it just so happened that my friend Rachel had a spare one, a massive thing I promptly named Big Bertha. Normally, I'm not too handy with a carving knife (so sleep easy, paranoiacs), but that year all the stars aligned to create what is, I must say, a beautiful Dia de los Muertos-inspired pumpkin.
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