But if I did…
I’d ask to wake up in a world a little more equal, a little more fair, a little more loving, a little more optimistic. I’d ask for hate and bigotry to be thoroughly routed by justice and progress. You don’t get many glimpses of Santa Claus as an adult, don’t often wake up in the morning with the belief–hope, really–that something magical occurred while you slept. I’m going to sleep tonight with that hope. And if Santa happens to come, and happens to take the unlikely form of nine lawyers in black robes, it will be a very, very good day.
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