Had my hair cut at the barber shop at OR Tambo because the shop was open and my hair needed a cut. The irony of what I was doing struck me when I realised the barber was from the DRC, having done a six month crash course in hairdressing. With Africa music videos playing I noticed the Nigerian cashier surveying her fingernails, explaining why she didn't buy the barber chicken for lunch. In the end my haircut actually turned out well.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
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