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Christmas in 75 words.

The Chimney sneezed. They held their breath and listened. Their ears straining to catch the sound again, it had been so faint, almost ethereal. They thought perhaps they had imagined it. But no! There it was, muffled, distorted by intervening brickwork and confined space. But definitely there. A sudden violent fall of soot sent them screeching away, watching in awe as a bad tempered man in a preposterous, dirty, red suit flumped onto the hearth.


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