I made the mistake, back in the 90s, of telling my BFF Saville that someday--some crazy, reckless day, I wanted to have seven daughters. No sons, just daughters. I shared with her the names that I had chosen with such care. She replied, "It sounds like you want to birth your own brothel." In her honor, my seven names:
1. Lila
2. India
3. Sophie
4. Trixie
5. Katrina
6. Ruby
and...wait for it...
7. J.
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