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Detention Haircut
Jill snickered to herself as she read the text in class. “Who cut Ms. Vogel’s hair? That haircut is a disaster.” She felt bad laughing, because Ms. Vogel was one of her favorite teachers. But she couldn’t help but react to her new hairstyle that she had debuted this morning. Her long hair had all been shaved off into a crisp guy like buzzcut. It looked ridiculous, and Jill felt like it robbed her off her beauty.
“Is something funny Ms. Palaomo?” a stern voice from the front of the room called out.
“Uh, no, no m’am.” Jill stammered back. She rushed to put her phone back into the pocket
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Neely's Unexpected Shave
Neely nervously entered the barbershop, biting her lip as she zipped up her sweatshirt and fiddled with the zipper. She had heard the rumors that this place was different, that here, things were not normal. She had carefully planned this out, meticulously ensuring that she wouldn't be caught. Little did she know that her plan was about to be completely overturned. The barber, Abby, was stunningly attractive - she had a strong, determined jawline and a beautiful head of long blond hair. As she watched Abby stride towards the chair, Neely felt a strange thrill of anticipation. Abby stood opposite of Neely and smiled pleasantly. “Do you know what you want?” She asked. Neely nodded, unsure of what she was getting herself into. “I would like my hair just...trimmed, just a bit shorter,” she answered, feeling overwhelmingly shy. Abby grinned wickedly. “Oh no, I have something much better in mind.” She went to a corner and returned with a large pair of clippers. Without saying a word
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Jane and the Kung-Fu Headshave
The following is a story of pure fiction. There is no intention to offend. This story includes some quite radical haircuts. If this makes you uncomfortable, you may be on a page that is not suitable for you. Jane had embarked on this adventure alone. The wind, accomplice of her freedom, played with her long chestnut hair, making the curls swirl all around her, gently caressing her hiking backpack... A sensation she particularly cherished. Her legs were now aching, as she had started her journey uphill since morning. Even though she had trained intensively for several months in preparation for this long hike, fatigue was starting to set in. The exhilarating joy of climbing these majestic mountains had reached its peak. Finally liberated from that detestable job where she had let her soul and energy wither away, she embarked on this extraordinary journey, a several-month-long trip through the remote mountain ranges at the edge of the world. On that day, she was determined to find the
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One thing. In french fiancé is boyfriend, and fiancée is girlfriend. You used fiancé for both, so you did a mistake.