You’re it
No, you’re it
Hey, you’re really it
You’re it
No I mean it, you’re it
– Teenage Riot, Sonic Youth
I get my hair cut alot more often, now that I am older. There are three precise reasons for this new development.
1. Proximity. I live on a fairly busy street on the West end of downtown Toronto. There are at least six hair stylists in my neighborhood. The one I prefer is directly across the street. She is a lovely Vietnamese lady. What she lacks in English vocabulary, she more than makes up for with a delightful cackle and a declaration of what she doesn’t care about. Which is extensive, by the way.
2. Price. She is quite reasonable. A haircut for men is 12 bucks. I like her, so I usually tip her 3 bucks, so it comes to 15, all in. That’s pretty…
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