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Suburban Chicago, January 1972. Dad's in the Master Bedroom; he's standing next to his desk, the spot at which he wrote bills. Two "Santa Fake" framed photos sit on the desk.
The doorway behind Dad leads to the Master Bath (see the 1950s tile?)—the place Dad used as an improvised dark room.
1 comment:
There is no Santa Fake.
They're just stand-ins for the real Santa Claus - the people that love you.
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