Threes

What gives? The first two women I saw on the platform as I entered the Carroll Street station yesterday morning had gray hair, weren't elderly and were attractive in their own ways (cool 30ish lesbian and 40ish straight, long-haired non-hippie) and then after work, in Soho of all places, a very stylish yet sporty non-old biracial woman on the other side of Prince Street caught my eye with her short, messy, totally silver-streaked curls. Three is more than a charm. It's enough to (at least temporarily)stop me  from  buying a bottle of Redken Shades EQ in Maple  off eBay like I do every few months.

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