Healthy

Just outside of Chinatown, the stylist holds my hair in his hands and calls to his assistant. “Help me!”She runs over and sticks her fingers into the dye-free floppy strands.“It’s hard to hold!” he exclaims. “It’s so healthy!” she nods.“It is sooo healthy!” he returns.“We never see hair this healthy,” the assistant speaks into the now-falling tresses I see reflected in…

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