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Santa is a much bigger and more powerful faery than Toot, and I don't know his true name anyway. You'd never see me trying to nab Saint Nick in a magic circle even if I did. I don't think anyone has stones that big.
Jim Butcher
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Jim Butcher
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: October 26
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