When I don't liek the name of a place or a person I always imagine a new one and always think of them so.
There was a girl at the asylum whose name was Hepzibah Jenkins, but I always imagined her name as Rosalia De Vere.
Other people may call that place the Avenue, but I shall always call it the White Way of Delight.
-Lucy Maud Montgomery
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