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Aug 2014
To the well dressed young corporate executive I saw today.

Something i would love to see.

Take off your highly polished Italian leather handmade dress shoes and your black designer socks. I dare you.

I want to see you go into a barber shop
and have your full head of perfect golden brown hair shaved off.

Then walk down the street in your impeccably tailored
pinstriped business suit, your silk tie, your white shirt.

Your polished shoes will not click.
Only the smooth soft, vulnerable soles of your clean white feet.
No more beautiful hair on your head.
Just a gleaming dome.

Humbled and broken.

Bald and barefoot.

No one will call you sir.
You will be stripped of your dignity.
But you may see the world for the first time.
Thoughts about the well dressed corporate executive I saw walking down the street today. Transformation ideas
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