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It was a gift from my painter friend.

He's a good man

but this is not this best.

I thought me might come today,

didn't want to disappoint him

if it wasn't on the wall.

But as he's not coming...

Santa, give me another slice.

This will be my dinner.

Have some more, too,

you won't have to worry later.

I'm fine, thank you.

I'll do that later, Santa.

I like doing it.

Don't you think Ms Aurora has been

more nervous lately?

She complains she can't slepp...

- She wakes up early.

Ms Aurora is special, has a tendency

to exgerate a lot of imagination.

That's true.

...but I think she's not well.

We should do something.

Madam, I do as I am told.

I think she's having a breakdown.

She needs medication,

not a "crazy" tag.

Her daughter is the boss.

But her daughter doesn't care!

Don't you see that, Santa?

Excuse me, madam.

I've had a wonderful idea:

You will make another cake

for Santa's birthday.

Have you told Pilar, Santa?

She's having a party at mine,

and even have a few cousins round.

That's much better.

Sometimes people give us presents

that don't suit us at all.

They mean well

but they don't know our taste.

See this? A present from my daughter.

It's very soft

and suits me really well.

It has this beluga print,

those whales she studies in Canada.

That way she knows

I won't forget her.

"PETITION FOR THE APPALLED ECONOMISTS"

"CAMPAIGN.

HUMAN RIGHTS = LESS POVERTY"

"ARMS TRAFFICKING, RISE IN DEATHS"

Our Father in heaven,

hallowed be your name,

your kingdom come,

your will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us the wrong we have done

as we forgive those who wrong us.

Lead us not into temptation

but deliver us from the devil...

Amen.

Lord, please watch over Ms Aurora

who has been so restless.

Give her some peace.

Santa made no mistakes

in this dictation.

She has made enormous progress,

an example to us all.

I think I know why that is.

Santa told me

she has been reading a book.

Isn't that right, Santa?

- Yes.

Which book?

Robinson Crusoe.

Extraordinary!

What's the book about?

This is too much work, Santa.

It'll be the last time.

An old lady like me doesn't need this.

That's life, Ms Aurora.

Have you got any money for me, Santa?

No, you spent it all at the casino.

You'll have to ask your daughter.

I'm going out. I won't be long.

You're not pawning that coat, are you?

- What a nerve!

Your daughter will be angry

if you come back

without the coat like last time.

Monster!

I am the prisoner of a monster!

How is Ms Aurora?

- She's lying down.

Santa, this can't go on.

We'll have to call her daughter.

I need her number.

I'm not allowed to give out her number.

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