Santa lives in Brooklyn

As I get older I can’t help the feeling that the holiday season comes too quickly. At times, I find myself thinking, “Wasn’t it just Christmas?” and struggle to keep myself energized.

As a 24 year old living in Brooklyn, it’s hard to develop my own traditions and hard to put my life on pause for long enough to do the kind of work it takes to make the holidays spectacular.

But all is not lost, for there is one thing I’ve been able to discover for myself. I made this discovery almost one year ago to the day. You may remember it was the subject of a column.

I live next door to Santa Claus.

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