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“Make me look like Shanghai Lily,” I told Susie at the beauty parlour.

I got a permanent wave from the new machine she’d just got in. It was funny being hooked up to those wires, and it made me kinda nervous since I was attached to electricity and everythin’, but Susie said that if it was safe for movie stars then it was safe for me.

“You could pass for Miss Jean Harlow,” she told me afterwards.

I knew she was exaggeratin’ but it was a nice to hear. And Hank did pay a lot of attention to me that night.

I hope the permanent will last me until my next trip to Susie’s saloon. I want a Greta Garbo hairstyle next.

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