My good friend and hairstylist, Renée, and I went for a bike ride Monday. We happened upon a barbershop. Renée wants to contact the owner and maybe offer to give veterans free haircuts. The owner of Dairy Dream, right next door curled her lips in disdain.
“Sure I know the owner. His father would turn over in his grave, if he knew what goes on over there.”
What the what?
I took these photos through the window.
“He sells guns outta there.”
Renée got freaked out about all the clutter and filth. My mind went in another direction. [tweetthis]Intrigue, mystery, history. Another novel?[/tweetthis] The old juxtaposed with the new. The piles of paper over meticulous cash register. What goes on here and why.
The photos turned out much different from I wanted. Still, I think I like the surreal nature of these better than what I hoped for.
What do you think?
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