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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