It 's time for chestnuts! How many of you this statement brings to mind not smoking kiosks, that warm the heart, the street corners of downtown, but a handful of hair lying in the sink, consider? Yes, I speak crazy ritual of autumn departure of tricot. As long as it is in the brush hair , dell'eccidio, so to speak, operated by a styling a bit 'too strong, okay. But, for my hair, the entry of autumn causes a real carnage does not stop drying over, but that claims victims around the clock, seven days a week. You know ... ran a hand through his hair and be in the hands of a handful of gold thread who have abandoned all resistance?
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