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Santa is Santa. You tell the kids that Santa is magical and can change his appearance as he sees fit.
I mean that's how it works, right? Santa, being the kindly old man he is, changes his appearance from white to black or asian or latino or filipino or whatever other race every so often, so that the kids of those races don't feel like he's playing favourites.
I don't think Santa's bringing me any presents this year - I have no chimney in my apartment and also no room for a Christmas tree.
/still believes
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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