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Sasha asked Santa Claus iPhone...
Santa Claus bad endured physical pain and had to give...

The morning of the 1st of January. On the table a note: happy New Year!
PS the Brine in the fridge.
P. S. Refrigerator in the kitchen.

Here, as it had been:
Oh!!! New year!! gifts!!!!!!!!!!
and now:
Oh! New year! ***... gifts.........

Dear Grandfather Frost! I the whole year was a very good boy, so give me please a bad girl.

And now, a New Year full of dreams and aspirations, almost come...

Anticipation of a holiday is nicer than the holiday itself...

As the New year meet, so you should be!

Little tree cold in winter. Oh, and for*Balis we've got to bring her home! Lots and lots of balls on the Christmas tree colored, half PI*jenich and a little their. fun - fun reeling. Oh, and ***rise in this New year.

In the course of the New year we will throw asphalt...

We firmly promise ourselves that next year will cease to do what gives us the greatest pleasure in the old.

On the street for a long time lay the white snow. Evening... the city is decorated with garlands that remind you of the approaching holiday. She loves this holiday, for her it is something completely new, the New Year. Slowly strolling down the streets of the city, she inhales the smell only appeared in the sale of the oil, soaking up the atmosphere that's approaching miracle, but for her this holiday as a child, a miracle. She wanted to buy a glass figure, depicting a fir branch, with toys, but... I think today she just didn't manage to get to that artist, who every day sold on the corner of their figures, it is a pity, she thought, and even more slowly sauntered in the same direction. When he reached the corner, she saw only the already collected things, but not a single person was not there, wait a bit and looked around and went on, suddenly shouted at her: “Girl!” She turned around, it was familiar, though she was just passing through and occasionally buying his figures, fragile, vivid, unusual, every one made with a sense of beauty, grace and love to the glass. You wanted something, if I'm not mistaken. A little embarrassed, “Yes, I wanted you to buy a Christmas tree branch...” He opened up quite a big bag, which resembles a suitcase, and took out a small branch that seemed to be alive. “Hold up. Happy New year! And let your life everything will come true”. “Thank you!” a little disconcerted, she said, still standing close and not knowing what to do next, he looked at her, smiled, congratulated and took my things and left, she stood for a minute and also went your way... the New year brings her all what she dreamed that night, what he was thinking, foresight, or maybe just a sincere desire and gift to become in her life, a constant companion...

"We are not celebrating the New year - we celebrate that survived in the old"

How sad to celebrate the New year with unrealized desire.

If you see a sober Santa Claus, then most likely, it's Santa Claus.