There's not a whole lot of internet space I can talk about this so here will have to do. Having my hair done in a salon was such a first and a unique, fun experience. But at the same time, I felt my distinct otherness with such a magnitude that coupled with the humiliating dysphoria of having my neck/face uncovered that it all feels like a bittersweet, poisonous cocktail that I enjoyed like a night of binge-drinking. Fun...but I don't know if I'll ever want to do it again.

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