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I picked up my things and took off. I left the Santa gear in

the secret room, walked up the stairs from the parking

garage to the Old Student House and through the

underground tunnels to Forum and from there to Yrjönkatu

Street. I rode to the Hotel Torni’s Ateljee Bar and ordered

tequila-spiked cocoa. I watched the snow blowing in over

the sea from the southeast, and I savored Santa’s kiss, still

on my lips.