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“How do you want it?” the hairdresser asked. “Bald.” I quipped. Shalini Nayar © 2002
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 9:24 AM UTC
The Day I Found Out I Have Cancer
“How do you want it?” the hairdresser asked. “Bald.” I quipped. Shalini Nayar © 2002
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