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My hair started thinning straight out of high school. At 24, I embraced the inevitable | Brodie Wilkinson

My final haircut was a euphoric moment. I was liberated, a reverse-Samson. Then I got cold and put a beanie onWhen I was a toddler, family and strangers alike would fawn over my crown of golden locks. I was often mistaken for a little girl.Then as I grew up, my parents – to save money – honed their craft as amateur hairdressers, with themselves, my two older brothers and I their sole clientele. They only took walk-ins, the small talk was awkward and intrusive, the reviews average at best. After each haircut there was always a nervous dash to the bathroom mirror to survey the damage. I often finished the job, trimming stray hairs around my ears with a pair of nail scissors. Continue reading...


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