The anatomy of a name

Mixed Feelings

And while my dad couldn’t control the balance of my facial features, he did give me the one concrete thing he could — his mother’s name, Hafsa, and his family name, Tatah. He gave them to me so I was always aware of the family I was a part of and had something to show for it.
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TV Land: The British invasion

Few clothing accessories puzzle me as much as the elbow patch. A fez can impress, a bowtie can be cool but an elbow patch just confounds me with its utter uselessness. I’ve spent a considerable amount of time thinking on the origin of the elbow patch. Perhaps, this was a
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