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When my mother was pregnant, she was convinced she was having a boy. The old lady at the market told her, "You're carrying low-it's a boy." My uncle said, "You look like you stole a watermelon-that's a boy." Even the family dog wagged its tail differently when she walked by. So, my mom, in all her confidence, only picked a boy's name: Maxwell.
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