I remember the Dalton brothers. Those cartoon Luky Luke. There 's that high and thin, quiet, tranquil, quiet and peaceful. There 's the cap, a little' more 'impulsive, edgy, less smiling, the one who runs the cabin. In between are two other figures in between. In reality 'is difficult to speak of vehemence, as I have rarely found these people are so' as in others of the same strain, a clear sign of aggression '. There are three chairs in front of me. The three chairs are red, but different model. Clearly were purchased, used and cheap from a junk shop bahrenita, and then placed them ', perfectly aligned. A rag and go. There 's a second room next door, where I guess a fourth red armchair.
I sit on the central location.
"Hair and beard trim please."
"Yes, Sir."
inseparable support my sunglasses on the counter, turn off the phone. I leaned back to me fixed in my back and my own eyes through the mirror in front of me, almost to want to gaze upon.
The machine and 'on and I can hear her buzzing around my neck. The first strands of hair begins to slip on the mantle in which they were carefully wrapped.
I think the first time my father took me 'in a place like this. I remember my excitement - I'll have 'been 11 years - because until then he had to deal with the matter in general. I'm happy 'cause finally I should not be the one that was often a torture for me. I was always impatient, I had to be stopped, not until I saw what was happening to me 'I was given a mirror and the result was always bad for me.
What takes care of me now and 'Slim. Tall, smiling. Pacific. On his white coat and 'embroidered "Gentlemen Salon." His arms are too long for the sleeves of her apron, and then stick out like Patch Adams. Now I feel
scissors sfettolare near my unit. The tivvu 'in the upper left, and' turned on as always and as usual, a Bollywood movie Production is going on the air. The slim ongi launches so look at the screen, smiling at jokes in the film, then refocused on my foreman. During this brief pause continues to cut the air with scissors repeatedly, as if to try to disguise the micro break.
often talk to each other. Their language and 'r's chock full of sharply pronounced. Move your head in a very funny way.
Salam aleykum. "
"Aleykum the salam."
Another customer and 'come and sit on the bench waiting.
speak Arabic very well. Short but entertaining intended trade with the locals. In most cases it was so '. Arabic parked his car a giant in the second row right in front of the club. Enters, greets and asks how long it takes for his turn. They answered. He then says it 'just too, I just gotta get me a trim, you have to be more' fast. They say we're sorry, there are other customers and it will take 'at least another half hour. He then says I will Balle 'here in twenty minutes. He goes out, climbs the big car and scoured. This' dialogue like that I guess. However
.
slender fingers of now I smear shaving cream on his face. In general my Confrontation in a knee-jerk reaction is unknown (and especially if a man ') who puts his hands on my face and' least of disgust. Who knows' how many times your fingers have touched. Faces of bahreniti of Saudis. As a Kuwaiti, Omani. Americans, Indians, Filipinos, Pakistanis. Who knows' how many Italians, maybe I'm the only one. Not that it makes much difference, anyway.
But I do not feel any adverse feeling. I let myself go, I let him take care of me and his fingers slip on my face. I do not think anyone has ever died for this. And I certainly have not.
close my eyes while the motor model america 50 years I scratched his beard.
On the shelves there 'a plethora of boxes of products for the toilet. I wonder 'if there' really something in it. The only brand I recognize and 'Nivea cream. The other unknown brands to advertise boxes trimmer, hair lotions, hairspray, gels, wipes, ointments, creams, shaving creams, aftershave, hair dye.
The smell in the air and 'cleaning products that cheap, those who might find a discount. Patently false.
The shaver is placed on the counter. My face is now clean. Water is sprayed on my hair. Now begins the massage to the head. After the massage to the head there 'massage to the shoulders or arms. Certainly not 'massage I was using me to do in Thailand or Laos, but is not 'that we can not complain.
"OK, Sir?"
"OK, thank you."
I get up from the chair after these 20 minutes of pure relaxation and observation of this small world.
support in the hands of two thin Dinars (4 €).
I open the door and greet.
"But salam."
I sit on the central location.
"Hair and beard trim please."
"Yes, Sir."
inseparable support my sunglasses on the counter, turn off the phone. I leaned back to me fixed in my back and my own eyes through the mirror in front of me, almost to want to gaze upon.
The machine and 'on and I can hear her buzzing around my neck. The first strands of hair begins to slip on the mantle in which they were carefully wrapped.
I think the first time my father took me 'in a place like this. I remember my excitement - I'll have 'been 11 years - because until then he had to deal with the matter in general. I'm happy 'cause finally I should not be the one that was often a torture for me. I was always impatient, I had to be stopped, not until I saw what was happening to me 'I was given a mirror and the result was always bad for me.
What takes care of me now and 'Slim. Tall, smiling. Pacific. On his white coat and 'embroidered "Gentlemen Salon." His arms are too long for the sleeves of her apron, and then stick out like Patch Adams. Now I feel
scissors sfettolare near my unit. The tivvu 'in the upper left, and' turned on as always and as usual, a Bollywood movie Production is going on the air. The slim ongi launches so look at the screen, smiling at jokes in the film, then refocused on my foreman. During this brief pause continues to cut the air with scissors repeatedly, as if to try to disguise the micro break.
often talk to each other. Their language and 'r's chock full of sharply pronounced. Move your head in a very funny way.
Salam aleykum. "
"Aleykum the salam."
Another customer and 'come and sit on the bench waiting.
speak Arabic very well. Short but entertaining intended trade with the locals. In most cases it was so '. Arabic parked his car a giant in the second row right in front of the club. Enters, greets and asks how long it takes for his turn. They answered. He then says it 'just too, I just gotta get me a trim, you have to be more' fast. They say we're sorry, there are other customers and it will take 'at least another half hour. He then says I will Balle 'here in twenty minutes. He goes out, climbs the big car and scoured. This' dialogue like that I guess. However
.
slender fingers of now I smear shaving cream on his face. In general my Confrontation in a knee-jerk reaction is unknown (and especially if a man ') who puts his hands on my face and' least of disgust. Who knows' how many times your fingers have touched. Faces of bahreniti of Saudis. As a Kuwaiti, Omani. Americans, Indians, Filipinos, Pakistanis. Who knows' how many Italians, maybe I'm the only one. Not that it makes much difference, anyway.
But I do not feel any adverse feeling. I let myself go, I let him take care of me and his fingers slip on my face. I do not think anyone has ever died for this. And I certainly have not.
close my eyes while the motor model america 50 years I scratched his beard.
On the shelves there 'a plethora of boxes of products for the toilet. I wonder 'if there' really something in it. The only brand I recognize and 'Nivea cream. The other unknown brands to advertise boxes trimmer, hair lotions, hairspray, gels, wipes, ointments, creams, shaving creams, aftershave, hair dye.
The smell in the air and 'cleaning products that cheap, those who might find a discount. Patently false.
The shaver is placed on the counter. My face is now clean. Water is sprayed on my hair. Now begins the massage to the head. After the massage to the head there 'massage to the shoulders or arms. Certainly not 'massage I was using me to do in Thailand or Laos, but is not 'that we can not complain.
"OK, Sir?"
"OK, thank you."
I get up from the chair after these 20 minutes of pure relaxation and observation of this small world.
support in the hands of two thin Dinars (4 €).
I open the door and greet.
"But salam."
