A Black Man’s Barber

One thing that I can never live without is my barber in my life, yes I’ve had many but it’s only because I’ve move around. It wasn’t until I got older did I realize that the person cutting my hair, cleaning up my tapeline, and making me look fly on my first day of school is part of my family. This person whomever they were would talk to you about anything; sport, music, and even comedy. The place that people come do maybe twice a month is also a place to rant about life struggles and things you can’t believe happened. So if you’re feeling stress and your hair is a mess check out your nearest barber shop and let me know what happens.  

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