Santa Rides for Free

8:00am, we stepped out of the front door onto the street. As we reached the corner shop a bemused African lady stopped, smiled and then wished us Merry Christmas. We ran down the road to the yellow bus stop and waited. The only two Santa's there. Some passengers wished us…

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