The Final Hour of My Hair
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The time had finally come to cut my hair.  Locks of Love was going to get ten inches of it.  Glad day for them, sad day for me.  These are just a few of the many pictures I took that day.
My mom driving me to the haircut place
My brushed hair...
The cute haircut lady braiding my hair.
Waiting....
I tense up and every follicle of my hair cries out in unheard terror
That's it, it's over.
Me suddenly missing my hair.
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