Barbers Don't Know Everything,
Elliot Pearl swivels me around to pay homage to my neckline. Seasoned callouses, marksman's steadiness; the back of my Lady of the Lake becomes an envisioned Sir Ronald and mother nods approvingly. 1976 means draping down my spine, but Pearl snips his shears and prounounes, "Short is in style."
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