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Daddy, why don't you want me, your own adopted son, on your Christmas special? You could read me an all-American Christmas Eve bedtime story, and then I could fly in on Christmas morning, soaring above in a beautiful blue sky set against snow-covered pine trees. I'd be carrying a freshly-killed Christmas turkey for our family dinner. Maybe next year?
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