I walked a mile to the barber shop with my four brothers. I sat on the steps outside waiting for them...I was forbidden to go in. They all got buzz-cuts with that smell-good stuff. I'd spend the next couple days going from one to another just rubbing thir heads. Silly for a six-year-old, but great memories of fun and innocence.
I walked a mile to the barber shop with my four brothers. I sat on the steps outside waiting for them...I was forbidden to go in. They all got buzz-cuts with that smell-good stuff. I'd spend the next couple days going from one to another just rubbing thir heads. Silly for a six-year-old, but great memories of fun and innocence.
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