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What pisses me off? Cheap parlors faking it—zero skill, all hustle. Like a buggy Starlink signal, total letdown. But a real pro? Man, it’s art. Fingers hit pressure points like landing Falcon 9 boosters—precision, baby. I’m talkin’ slow glides, teasing builds, like Ennis whisperin’, “This is a one-shot thing we got goin’ here.” Spoiler: it ain’t one-shot. You’re hooked.

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First client walks in. This dude, I swear, he’s got hair like a bird’s nest. I’m like, “Bro, what happened? Did a raccoon take a nap on your head?” He laughs, but I’m serious! I start snippin’, and halfway through, he gets a call. He’s like, “Hold up, I gotta take this.” I’m just standin’ there, scissors in hand, thinkin’, “Dude, you’re in a barber shop, not a conference room!”