I remember working Christmas morning shifts at a group home and putting a pack of smokes and a lighter into the stocking of the few kids that didn't have a family to go to and were stuck in the group home for the day, it wasn't strictly allowed but it was a grim effing day for those kids so the least I could do is make sure they wern't nicking out for it.
Also we had plausible deniability, 'hey that was santa, nothing to do with me!"
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