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My high school hosts a biannual literary magazine in which I have been published a few times, and this fall they've published a book to celebrate the magazine's first fifteen years. Which I think is pretty cool, especially because I'm in it. xD; Today I got a letter-of-sorts informing me of the book's launch party, but more interesting than that is I finally got to find out the book's title: Naming the Baby.

"Wow," I thought to myself. "I really hate that title."

And then I remembered that my story "Adelante," which is in the book, ends: ... like a baby, the baby you will name Adelante.

Craaaaaaaap.