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Fishing Claus

The elf, Leafway, sighed. At Santa’s traditional summer home, his “Gone Fishin’” sign ominously read just, “Gone.” The hunt for Santa Claus was on. After weeks of searching, the elf Hollybranch reported in. Leafway answered his FTL vidphone. “What’s up?” … Continue reading

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