“….Keep on doing what you’re doing. Your haircut was captivating, danger. I saw it when I was waiting to cross the street. My eyes didn’t make it past your hair. Your salt and pepper was perfectly seasoned. I stared as you passed until I saw the walk sign. I thought about your haircut halfway down the block. With a haircut like that you could get away with anything. I don’t even knowing you have a face….”