“甩发”他比他的叔叔锤紧张 – 巴蒂尔，沉默的孩子。“精益你的头回来吧。”剃刀开始嗡嗡声和关闭的怕了。“我的头发！”他尖叫着撕得粉碎。而且，尽管孩子是近五年，他仍然像以前一样成为了他的父亲秃头牙买加害怕。“这将永远不会回来了！不要！”理发师击中他的头部和孩子倒说 – “这是正确的，现在就好像一个人了。“

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