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Moons light in the night. Stars blink. I don my robe and venture into the woods. I build the fire and stare grimly into it, wearing my stones and bones necklace, clasping my hands together and chanting "De staf van de goedheiligman zelf." "De staf van de goedheiligman zelf." "De staf van de goedheiligman zelf." Suddenly, I hear a loud noise and look behind me. I see what I have longed for all this time. De staf van Sinterklaas. |
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