As a side note...When I was a teenager, my family and I spent one summer working at a place called "Santa's Land". It's located on the Cherokee Indian Reservation is Western North Carolina. While Dad worked on the park rides and Mom worked in the front gift shop (the one you didn't have to pay to get in to)...I worked the park...as an Elf...in tights and the whole elf costume.
Many of the people who worked in the park lived in housing located behind the property. Imagine how hard it was for my brother (who is 11 years younger than me) to understand why we had one Santa living across the street and another next door. After watching them both for several days, he finally decided the one across the street was the "real" thing and the other just helped out because "Santa can't work all the time!" Which goes to show if you want to believe something enough, you'll figure out a way.
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