Last night, I dreamed that I was getting my hair cut and colored in preparation for my brother's wedding. My appointment was at the hair salon my mother used to take me to when I was a child. The hair dresser was a large blond woman who cut my hair, colored it, and combed it out. The cut looked like Cher's hair circa 1968. But she hadn't washed out
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