My Christmas memories are many. There was the time I caught my mom wrapping presents the night of the 24th, which more or less quashed my belief in Santa Claus. There was the year I unwrapped all of my presents a few days before Christmas so that the morning of, the whole experience lacked that beloved element of surprise. I spent many Christmases in th…
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