There are some things that you don't choose for yourself, at least at first (hey Jorge!); name is one of those. Sometimes I thought how lucky I was to be a David, and not Moisés, Israel or some other awful vintage name like that which my mum'd have loved naming me.
Well, there must be some exceptions why it ain't that cool anymore, but I was so proud of being named this way while being a kid (&2). Wouldn't you?
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