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Comment by kragen

1 day ago

I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be named something like Madonna Tucci or Madonna Bianchi and be born in the late 60s, slowly coming to the realization, as you grew up, that your name would never be fully yours again; that, if you were to write a book or perform in a play as just "Madonna", half the audience would assume you were that damned blonde from New York.