My favorite story about Christmas giving is no doubt a combination of multiple tales that have been woven together, but it goes something like this.

There was once a little urchin boy walking along the streets of a big city. He was poorly dressed against the cold wintry night. The snow was starting to fall, and he had no place to go.

On the street in front of a big corporate building was a beautiful new car the doorman had just delivered. At the same time, the company's president was exiting the building to get in his car. He noticed the little boy walking back and forth, oohing and ahhing as he gazed at this fantastic automobile. The car was so shiny that he could see his reflection in the polished exterior.

The chrome wheels looked like glimmering diamonds. The businessman approached

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