The whole "Santa at the mall" is just sad. And scary.
Santa needs to stay where he belongs. In our imagination.
What's worse, though, than the actual santa in that faux gold chair in the middle of commercialism's shrine known as the mall are the parents who force their children onto the lap of the poor sap who needed the extra dough.
Parents are constantly telling their children to avoid strangers. And though every child hopes to meet Santa, even in those early years they know that the man in the mall ain't the real deal and he is, just like the creepy guy in the trench on the corner, a "danger stranger."
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