Experiencing A ‘Miracle On 4th Street’ Through My Eyes | Join The Conversation on r/TrueStories
I remember the first time I experienced the magic of Christmas. It was a cold December evening, and as I walked down 4th Street, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe and wonder. The street was adorned with twinkling lights, and the air was filled with the sound of carolers singing their hearts…