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When I was 6 or 8 years old, I reasoned out that Santa Claus couldn't exist.
So I marshaled all of my logical arguments and went to my mother, expecting to trap her into admitting it.
I went up to her, and asked her if Santa Claus is real. She just said "Nope." and went on making dinner. I was actually sort of crushed that she didn't try to argue about it.
So I marshaled all of my logical arguments and went to my mother, expecting to trap her into admitting it.
I went up to her, and asked her if Santa Claus is real. She just said "Nope." and went on making dinner. I was actually sort of crushed that she didn't try to argue about it.