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A hollow figure in human shape, bound in tattered rags and nailed to the earth, its silhouette a prison of straw and silence. Abandoned and unmoving, it watches fields where winds whisper secrets and strangeness lurks beyond the rows. It stands, an effigy of the harvest’s end, of decay and rebirth, of Halloween.
Descend into the haunted halls of historic Inglewood’s Alexandra Dance Hall and rave to the grave… if you dare.
Space Gnomes & Blazin’ Lily Gals welcome you into the weirdness with spooky sounds and shadowy sights to keep your crops bumpin’ into the night.