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... me flies, it flies a bit too fast.
In the blink of an eye, it’s already December 23rd.
The weather got even colder.
On the rooftop, Tuberculosis Rabbit pulled out a calendar from his chest, carefully tore off another day, and then looked towards the sky—still dark even past seven o’clock—and said, “Today is the 23rd, it’s Christmas Eve today, and Christmas Day tomorrow.”
They made a point of getting up extra early.
They were out of bed by seven o’clock, al ...
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