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The Hairdresser Rides My Eight
I'm still wondering if I dreamt this, or if it actually happened, a few weeks later. Set the scene.....Friday afternoon, Summer in Florida. I got off work and I needed a haircut. Been putting it off for a few weeks. So I swing by my barber, but he's out. I guess he's taking a three day weekend. And none of the other guys are available.So I use the "Haircut near me" search on my mobile. And I find a beauty parlor I didn't know existed. Near me, in a strip center but at the back. That's odd.When...