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Grey Hair Plucker (Part 1)

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In the wee hours of morning, despite sleepy eyes, a flash of white caught my eye in the reflection on the glass. One, thick, wavy, shining, silver hair floated on the surface of a sea of black. ”How could this be?!” I thought to myself, and soon followed up with “Why am I shocked?!”

I had to touch it. The single, shining, silver hair remained in between my index finger and thumb as my hand moved away from my head. My fingers had refused to let go, and in that irreversible moment, I became a Grey Hair Plucker.



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