Edhei stared at the mirror.
“I need a haircut,” he said.
“I know,” he responded, quietly, to himself.
Edhei’s left hand twitched. He lifted it to brush the split ends off of his forehead. His hand twitched again.
“Stop that,” he said.
“Stop that,” said several voices, in unison, at the same moment.
Edhei sighed. He picked up his toothbr…
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