170/365 Vi
Was it you? Was it me? Was it mommiedearest? All I wanted was a decent haircut. The shag you gave me looked nothing like Leyla’s. I wanted it to grow out, but you hacked it back every time. Even the Fresca couldn’t placate me.
Inspired by Fat Red Ant, who was inspired by Dan Waber, I am taking up the challenge to write about 365 memorable people whose paths have crossed mine. The form is 44 words, in honor of the number of years spent running into them.
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I have a hairstylist who still does that to me, from time to time.
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