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Jon Maki@jonmaki.bsky.social |
I have a dim recollection of the first time my dad brought me to his barbershop when I was a kid. I basically ended up with the same bowl cut my mom always gave me. Not long after, a mall opened up and we started going to the barbershop - owned by a young, "hip" guy - there.
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