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| Joe Nickles wakes each morning at 5:00 a.m., efficiently performs his stretching exercises, showers quickly, then slowly rubs his secret scalp-glistening ointment along his forehead, across the shiny crown to his earlobes, and then back through the expansive baldness to his neck. |
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| One-fifth aloe vera juice, grown by his neighbor Gregory VanHauser. A teaspoon of witch hazel. Lemon juice, oil of spearmint, rose hips crushed, liquified Vitamin A, and Erotomania sex lubricant. (This last ingredient he mail orders with enormous shyness. Don't you dare ask how he discovered the naughty product in the first place.) |
| As he stirs together his potion, Joe dreams of entrepreneurship, of late-night infomercials, and of bald men united nationwide for the glory of smooth scalps. |
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