Somewhere in Scotland, as the clock strikes midnight on New Year’s Eve, a dark-haired stranger is standing on a doorstep. In one arm: a lump of coal.
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Somewhere in Scotland, as the clock strikes midnight on New Year’s Eve, a dark-haired stranger is standing on a doorstep. In one arm: a lump of coal.
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