of course,
of all the days,
my barber decided to be sick.
not having your barber is the worse.
you grow to appreciate his way of doing your hair.
i needed to find someone in the shop that could create the same masterpieces.
i looked like a wolf.
literally.
i had insane amounts of hair on my face.
i saw him motion to me that he was free.
i guess this wolf will do…

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