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I grew up with a plastic Christmas tree. It doesn’t go up every year in my parent’s house. I was pretty happy to see my parents pose with it this year. It’s now 35 years old.
I grew up with a plastic Christmas tree. It doesn’t go up every year in my parent’s house. I was pretty happy to see my parents pose with it this year. It’s now 35 years old.