Memory, it's a funny thing. People want to believe they are what they choose to remember. The good stuff. The moments. The places. The people we all hold on to. But sometimes... sometimes we are what we wish we could forget.
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Sorry, but Christmas trees have got to be the saddest of all the trees. Overcrowded living conditions, new growth lopped off every year, groomed to be the 'perfect' tree, cut in the prime of their youth, only to be abandoned in the cold by the side of the road. Like Texas cheerleader meets Chinese foot binding, but for trees. Their only hope is to be abandoned in the back corner of a failed u-cut tree farm because they were too ugly to be loved.