Writing Challenge January 2018
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“Well, and then I said he was right. Yes, right? “

The last words scare me up, to be honest, I have not heard much of the whole story. This is either because of the hypnotic sound of the cutting scissors, or because I put myself in a meditative position.

For some people, visiting the hairdresser is the ultimate pleasure that must be experienced at least once a week. Not for me. I think it's a disaster. It always starts with that ridiculous cape strung around your neck. Such an unsociable plastic thing, vaguely reminiscent of a tablecloth that has been in a damp cellar for far too long.

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