Today, there really is something magical about Darth Vader
& Luke Sky Walker crossing one another's paths in full costume
& regalia here in Park Slope. When they meet, albeit somewhat 
comical to the onlooker, their encounter is real play action scripted by 
the power of imagination some light years from their parents who
lag behind diligently in a mixed state of faded Trekkie images with 
a modicum of curiosity salvaged perhaps by the paper cup of 
Starbucks-something in their hand, trolling behind, missing the sparks 
generated when Darth's & Luke's fluorescent swords strike against one another &
bring civilization closer to full circle, righting what's wrong in each
in a glorified gesture of believing in good & evil. Beyond the candy 
they score by the end of the evening, the Force is with them both
as the ragtag ghosts, goblins & vampires flank them to the right & left,
with their own bevy of dazed-faced parents moseying close behind.