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A thick layer of white, powdery snow laced the picturesque cul-de-sac. In each of the houses children excitedly awaited midnight; that was when Christmas truly began. Snow fell outside in every direction like people during rush hour. Trees were bare and painted a beautiful white. Every single house was covered with mesmerising snowfall. For one house, however, there was more action that night than expected. The house itself was nothing remarkable. The living room had an extravagantly dressed Christmas tree and under the pine branches sat numerous coloured parcels. Most of them were there purely for decoration so that the family had a ‘