As soon as I walked in I started to feel awkward. There were 4 people cutting hair and the place was dead silent. No one said a word to my friend and I until it was my turn to have my hair hacked. My haircut consisted of clipping the sides carelessly and then deciding random places to cut on top with scissors. Finally the lady cutting my hair pulled out a strait edge, which scared the hell out of me, and began shaving the back of my neck. Some how she managed to mess everything up. My buddy who planned on getting a cut decided not to, after watching what happened to me. If you want a patchy haircut in the most uncomfortable environment north of Antarctica this is the place for you.
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