Razor's Edge
I had a most amazing experience today. At lunch I finally stopped at a place that I’ve been eyeing for months. It’s a “traditional” barber shop called “Shaving Grace”.
I’ve been needing a good haircut for weeks now, my last cut falling woefully short of adequate. My bangs have been falling forward onto my forehead in an annoyingly straight line. The most remarkable thing about the woman who cut my hair was not her skill, but the hacking smoker’s cough she’d erupt into occaasionally. Ick.