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Rooftops
Brushing soot off his tunic (new, wipe clean, breathable material) he surveys the rooftops.
He belches, the last lot’s food offerings (whisky, milk and breakfast cereal) playing havoc with his digestive system.
Whistling for the team (trained to perfection by the reindeer whisperer) he prepares for the off.
Straightening, the man of dreams consults his watch
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Wednesday 23rd December 2020 1:00 pm
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