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      <title>By Any Other Name</title>
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      <description>About two months ago while browsing X, one of the people I follow posted a video recorded in 1985. It struck me in a way things of that era often do, and I sought a word that would adequately describe the feeling.
I was only 8 when this video was recorded, but I still feel it down to my bones. I need a word that&amp;#39;s a mix of melancholy, nostalgia, wistfulness, and poignancy, because it&amp;#39;s all of those and more.</description>
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