Why, then ‘tis none to you.

If only we could accept each other’s realities as we accept each other’s names. Oh, your name is Hamlet? Oh, you think Denmark is a prison? We generally can’t try and change what someone calls themselves but we do periodically try to shift how they see.

If I tell a Londoner how much I love her city, she might point out all the reasons to hate it. When I tell a fellow New Yorker how ridiculous I find the theatre scene here, I often get a litany of all the ways he thinks it’s great.

But it can be as simple as saying, it’s like that for you, and your name is your name.

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