Merry Christmas, My Dear Watson
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Sherlock sat at the bus stop, sheltered from the rain. A cigarette rested in his mouth.
John, however, was warm inside 221b, sipping a cup of tea and checking a piece of writing on his laptop.
The date is December 25th.
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