name reminds me of..

’Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself though,
not a Montague.
What’s Montague?
It is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face,
nor any other part
Belonging to a man.
O! Be some other name:
What’s in a name?
That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet

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Le bidon n'oublient dedans jamais la première vue de vous deux ans hier madammemoiselle A...

oh well, a poser trying to be french who doesn't know french trying to speak french with his broken language command.

Le sigh!

shellshocked still.