A young American girl came to see the upstairs show tonight. Her name was Harper Lee. Either she was taking the piss or her parents were. I was too shy to ask her.
But I thought her name was cool.
If only my parents had been more imaginative. Maybe then I wouldn't have ended up with the same first name as ten of my classmates in the eighth grade. Maybe I would have been named after someone important.
I wonder what her writing skills are like?
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Hi Locket!
*puts out the welcome mat*
The upstairs show was Stuff Happens - I wish I was in it but sadly I just sell peeps their tix
Stop by anytime... I've just been over at yours having a look around!
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