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But most of the other elves didn’t concur using this Silly concept, And so the elves split into two teams: individuals who didn’t like the idea of having a youngster with a guy and those that were being ready to accept it. As I mentioned just before, this checklist could go on for hours, but I feel that they are the product with the crop. Th
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