For the past few weeks, I've been on a mission to try and find a BarberShop that still performs the straightedge razor shave. Heck, I was having trouble just finding a real barbershop! Real Barbers are going the way of the milkman far too quickly. Like all things I look for, the Barber that performs this ritual was right under my nose. Now my face is completely devoid of scruff, my face hasn't been this smooth since age 8, I kid you not. So find a real barbershop and pay the extra $4 otherwise you will be forced to submit yourself to that place at the mall, where they ravage your head with the buzzer, between phone calls.
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I have emerged from the thesis cave to say hello. Also, your last two posts are so cute...it is sad that you can't get things quite as nice as you used to anymore. I don't remember what they were like "Then", but I hear about it, and it makes me sad. My favorite nostalgia trip is going to Ozzie's Soda Fountain just two blocks down the street from me. They make all the standard soda fountain drinks and bad egg salad sandwiches that you expect. While the egg salad leaves something to be desired, their milkshakes are pretty tasty. Maybe I'll go get one right now......
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