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There were two things that worried me about our trip - what I would do with my hair and my beard. Yes I know... how do I cope with the stress. Well I think I'm going to put one of those issues to bed. After growing my beard for ten days, the grey adds 10 years to me. Sue was telling a woman we met that it is our 25th anniversary and she was beside herself on how good SUE looked. Not once did she acknowledge that I was too young to be celebrating that milestone.
So off it goes.
I wonder what I would look like with long sideburns.
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