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Renewed with joy at Flora’s Richmond Hair Studio

When I visit Flora’s hair studio
she greets me with joy: 
“welcome, my friend! How are you?”
Blessed with such enthusiasm
I am renewed to my bones. 
The whole experience is balm for my
disconnected self, giving me
cause for thanksgiving
and laughter. Graced conversation,
the gentle cut and shampoo wash,
gifts each — I walk away
brimming with delight for my day.
As I near home a man walks by,
grinning warmly as if witness
to the transforming encounter.
Meanwhile Flora greets her next customer,
shows him to his chair,
and the routine begins again:
a radiant smile, a brief time together, 
glad tidings.

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