There was a guy where my dad tended bar in Lowell that grew a long white beard every year to look like Santa. One day I was getting stoned with our cat burglar pal out back and I came back in and saw him and thought I was hallucinating! I said, "Dad, I'm so stoned that I think I see Santa Claus!" He said, "No! That man does that on purpose, you really DO see Santa!"
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