Torture

On saturday I have been tortured by an Iraqi. Sounds heavy and was heavy but not as heavy as it sounds. I visit, when my hair is really long and my forehead feels really often irritated by the fluffy hairs hanging there, an Iraqi barber. The former Iraqi barber has moved to Sweden to live with her family. The new barber is an Iraqi too and he is a speedmaster with the scissors, learned the job in the shop of his father since he was eight. Zoof-zoof he flies around my head and he does a good job and serves very strong tea. When he finished, he told me he could end having to cut my earhairs every week. He could wax my ears if I want to. I'm not very good resistant to pain, but immediately agreed, because it really started to grow really fast.
It was terrible but I like my bald ears.