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The nights that launched a thousand sheep

By WRY BREAD By Philip Cu-Unjieng | January 1, 2006 - 12:00am

Call me Ebenezer, call me McDuck (Yes, think Scrooge); but try as I might to deny or ignore it, there’s just something missing from the Christmas and New Years of today. And it’s not just the child in me...

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