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I had a name once. It fit on forms and badges and on the little plastic card that decided whether a door opened for me in the morning. Then a rainy crosswalk and a pair of headlights ended an ordinary life, and something else began.
I had a name once. It fit on forms and badges and on the little plastic card that decided whether a door opened for me in the morning. Then a rainy crosswalk and a pair of headlights ended an ordinary life, and something else began.