This was a very different Christmas for me. I woke up eager as always to rip open all the presents labeled for me; however, I could hardly hold back tears at the site of my iPOD mini as my brother said, "We can live like rich bastards one day a year." And you know what? It was true - between iPods, a laptop, a new stove, Tiffany's jewelery, a
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