I think I first started to stop believing in Santa when I met him at the big Myer store in Bourke Street Melbourne – and he told me that ‘revenge upon my vile, festering enemies’ wasn’t something he could leave under my tree.
I think I first started to stop believing in Santa when I met him at the big Myer store in Bourke Street Melbourne – and he told me that ‘revenge upon my vile, festering enemies’ wasn’t something he could leave under my tree.
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