Tuesday, July 21, 2009

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Today I went to cut my hair, or rather, my hair cut by my barber. My barber is named Grace, has red hair, green spectacles and remembers everything. At least, everything that we said in my previous visits, which is pretty special because I cut my hair two times a year. When it starts to cut, usually takes the conversation from where we stayed six months before and it always leaves me puzzled, however, is not what I want to talk. My barber named Grace was in the lounge, along with the usual picture barber's also a poster of Gianni Bugno, bequeathed by the old management (Barber Loris, cut and sideburns). Today he says: "You're doing the journalist and type of cycling you like Bugno? No because I'm not sure if remove it or not the wall "" I like Bugno - I do - although, perhaps, a Pantani would be more appropriate. "Pantani? - She said - but what can I do with Pantani?, Is bald. "

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