Bristles in her new nape✂️

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She was sitting on the chair and he wrapped her body with a cape, now she already knows that her hair is in his hands.  He bent her head, combed her hair and gathered some of it with a pin
The part that remains scattered will soon make its way to the floor in a hair salon.
Her head is bent and the hair stylist takes the clipper to shave her nape.
The noise of the clipper is loud and very noisy in her ears, this is the first time she has been pressed.  He starts shaving her hair on the back of her neck, and the clipper makes more noise as he cuts her hair.  Her hair is thrown on the floor in a hair salon, and she suddenly feels part of it separate from her.  She suddenly feels the cold hands of the hair stylist, she feels the bristles left on her nape.
It's weird to her, it bothers her, it's a little itchy too, but it's too late to regret it.
She would come out of the hair salon knowing that such a beloved part of her was left dropped on the floor in a hair salon.  Her hair.



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