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It is okay to be getting your hair trimmed for the first time in eighteen months. It is fine to let yourself inflate a sad story and then another, like pink gum bubbles In the direction of anyone who will listen. You can now chew over the last year and a half of your life from a distance, when you’re at the hairdressers, after she notices the short patches by your sideburns with an inquisitive look. You can hold back the tears with relative ease, as if telling of someone else’s illness, rolling the grief around in your mouth like a gobstopper whist her acrylic nails gently graze the backs of your ears. You can use an entire palm