From Buenos Aires to the Arctic: the Argentine Who Takes Care of Santa's House and Found Her Freedom in the Extreme Cold

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At some point in the Arctic winter, when the sky becomes a dark vault for weeks and the snow absorbs any sound, Santa's house continues to receive letters. They come from unlikely places, with crooked calligraphy, childish promises and impossible orders. There is no time for them. Some are addressed to a man who does not exist, others seem written for someone who could answer. Among those walls of lukewarm wood, surrounded by absolute white, fan…