You walk into the barber shop on fleet street wearing this creme and ink romper by Moon Collection with zipper and button closure anticipating only a haircut. Its sheer top with lace embellishments, lace-trimmed short sleeves, and delicate collar is as elegant as a string of pearls intended for a lover. You think how lucky you are that there are no other customers in sight. You won't have to wait at all. You see what seems like a small piece of purple candy lying on the floor and drop i...
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You walk into the barber shop on fleet street wearing this creme and ink romper by Moon Collection with zipper and button closure anticipating only a haircut. Its sheer top with lace embellishments, lace-trimmed short sleeves, and delicate collar is as elegant as a string of pearls intended for a lover. You think how lucky you are that there are no other customers in sight. You won't have to wait at all. You see what seems like a small piece of purple candy lying on the floor and drop it in one of your accessible side pockets for later. You snoop around a bit while you wait for service and notice someone bustling behind a curtain in the back of the shop. Questionable barber cutlery hang dangling from hooks along a sidewall and you giggle as you picture pulling one of the long thin chains through your belt loops. An antique mirror on the opposite wall catches your eye as you see the reflection of a strange man exiting the curtained area. You stay facing the mirror as he walks toward the single barber seat slowly and says, "I'm ready for you," with a long, ear-to-ear smirk.