108. Haircut 

There are few things in life quite as wholesomely pleasurable as receiving a good haircut. I recently went back to Garrisons in Toronto, my new local, and had a haircut. This haiku summaries how it made me feel. 

Walked in messy tramp, 

Trimmed and preened I lost my beard

Now I’m feeling glam

(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Toronto, 2016) 

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