I am angled away from my table in the garden at Phoebe's when the three of them arrive. The one facing looks familiar and when he sees me he tells his friends in an accent It is time for me to get a haircut. His friends, a girl and a guy - also foreign, shush him with affirmations that he looks beautiful as he is. And they are right. He is
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Pretty.
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