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the haircut booth

I haven't been remembering dreams lately in Montreal. I hope when I get back to the woods I can enjoy some deep relaxing sleep again.

Last night I crashed on Nelson's couch in beautiful Vermont. I dreamed about a twenty-first century version of a photo booth.

The way it worked was, you would sit down in the booth, and this robot dome would come down over your head. A bunch of sharp buzzing clippers would start up in the dome and give you an automatic mechanical terrible haircut. Then the dome would retract and a mirror would appear in front of you. A video camera would record your reaction as you were shown your new hairstyle for the first time.

The resulting video would then be uploaded to a special webpage on YouTube.

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