on my way back home from the coffee shop in bed-stuy after meeging my beautiful cousin amy,i was riding back home and passing by this barbar shop. the early day of spring. i thought twice and u-tuened and went inside. there were many crazy african masks on the wall.
i asked the owner if i could take pictures. he said yes. and i asked him if he could give me a haircut.
i used to go to a barbar shop when i was really small.
he said no. he didn’t wanna cut my long hair.
ok. i won’t cut my hair forever.