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I consider myself a good barber. I have a loyal following and make a good living. Most of the time, my days are fairly routine in the shop. However, I, like every barber have the inner fear of ruining someone’s hair. This feeling became a reality when a set of my patron’s clippers started acting up when I was cutting one of theirs’ hair. It started out as a typical Friday afternoon in Calvin’s Barber Shop. I was setting up my station (working booth) with all my necessary equipment. Glancing at Vito, a regular customer, as he came into the shop, I noticed he had set of Clipper’s in his hand.
Approximate Word count = 379
Approximate Pages = 1.5
(250 words per page double spaced)
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