Let me tell you this tail’s tale of two situations. First, there is the concoction of conditioner, intended as a cream, but created with the consistency of graupel—and pleasantly scented of spicy cloves. Then, there is the salted air sans humidity that fosters fluffiness amidst the auburn aura of dawn’s hope. Combined, they have created a tantalizing twist of tresses tickling fingers’ fancy, but only for your admiring stare—never for a run through such heavenly hair. ; )
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