There is an old Victorian tradition of telling ghost stories on Christmas Eve. I don’t fully understand why this was a tradition or the significance of it to Christmas, only that it some of the lyrics in this classic makes more sense knowing this bit of history and even the infamous Christmas classic A Christmas Carol as …

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Next summer I’m going to Dawson City. A small town, because technically that’s what it is now, far into the Yukon that you can drive to from Whitehorse in about six hours or take a smaller plane from the two in a flight that takes about an hour, which is what I’ll be doing. Dawson …

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