Once upon a day of an event, I needed my hair done. It was for an anniversary party, and I half forgot to book an appointment early enough with my hairdresser. I had to book it with another hairdresser at the same place, which wasn’t that big of a deal since I had gone to her other times.
I arrived at the hair place, and saw my usual hairdresser, and then the one that I was going to see that day. I said hello to both, and sat down in the chair. My usual hairdresser wasn’t occupied, and that is when I began thinking.
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