This gentleman had a very small shop at the corner of the alley my Saigon, Vietnam guesthouse was on and a bigger street. Everyday we'd greet one another. Frequently he'd use hand gestures to ask if I'd like a haircut. Since I shave my own head this was a bit of a joke between us. He got used to me snapping photos of him at work as I passed by. He had some brilliant shirts.
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