Marcel planted himself firmly outside of the barbershop.
“I’ve never gone to the barber. I won’t know what to do.”
“Just go in and ask for a haircut,” advised Phillipe.
“But how will they know how to cut it? Will I have to wait for a seat to be open? how much will it cost? [...]
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The Barbershop
April 29, 2010 – 8:51 pm
The Teeth
April 29, 2010 – 8:37 pm
Marcel, who hated himself utterly because (for example, the previous night) he had noticed that his lower teeth were growing crooked, told his friend Phillipe about it.
“And that means the bones holding them will weaken. And then they could fall out! And what then?”
Phillipe nodded sagely. Neutrality would end things quicker.
