A holiday, which if you have any exposure to any media whatsoever, you will know is deeply stepped in Pagan tradition in which the day before blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
During the month of October, everything I read from the back of cereal boxes to Arts/Living newspaper features to magazine articles, to urban dictionary definitions by know-it-all 15 year olds told the story of the origin of Halloween. Who cares? Just give me my candy, dammit!
They may live next door, down the road, on the other side of the wall, on top of you, or below you.
They can be nice, rude, outgoing, shy, or cool. They may bake plates of browines or cookies for you. They may have sex a lot. They may blast shitty music at unreasonable hours. You may hang out with them a lot. You may never see them.
Weather you love them or hate them, you had better learn to live with them, because they live so close to you, after all.
Make sure that your neighbor isnt a serial murderer/rapist.