Yeah, I worked in a barbershop. But
We track back from a barber's pole.
...I stumbled into it--well, married
into it more precisely...
door. The pull back and tilt down show the top of the head
...I wasn't my establishment. Like
the fella says, I only work here...
aftershave, hair tonic, a whisk brush.
...The dump was 200 feet square,
with five chairs, or stations as we
only two of us working...
hand. In slow motion, he laughs and chats.
...Frank Raffo, my brother-in-law,
was the principal barber. And man,
could he talk...
twelve years old, Frank's got an
interesting point of view, but
sometimes it got on my nerves. Not
that I'd complain, mind you. Like I
said, he was the principal barber.
Frank's father August--they called
in Santa Rosa for thirty-five years
of a Junior Flat Top. He left the
shop to Frankie free and clear. And
cutting the hair and
chewing the fat. Me, I don't talk
...I just cut the hair...
his brother-in-law--sit in two of the barber chairs, idly
Says here that the Russians exploded
n A-bomb and there's not a damn thing
we can do about it.
How d'ya like them apples?
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