Hello my name is...
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Last published Mon, Jan 2, 2017
Our names... the three little words that define us. Our names make up who we are. They are the way into our lives. If you want something of mine, just take my name. My name navigates the way around my life. It explains me, you, all of us. Oh, that girl looks like a Scarlet. That man, yes him, he looks like a Thomas. Names are what society views us as. We are classified by them, labelled even. Some names are associated with money, others with scandal, and some with heartbreak. Here is a story all about names and their effect on us.
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