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Tag: tangle

Chop job

Chop job

[Nov. 22] A 56-year-old white woman with dreadlocks just is not OK. So today I got my hair chopped off. My hair was turning into clumps that didn’t look like hair, and it couldn’t be washed or combed. It was just getting in the way of all the medical equipment. The doctors had only shaved a … read more Chop job

Posted on November 22, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1975, aneurysm, brain, hair, haircut, tangle, ugly3 Comments on Chop job
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