Last week, sitting at an old family companion's bistro talking about various things, old buddy (a little more than 50) saw a youngster strolling past in transit out. "How could young men like that?" "Like what?" I inquired. "That long hair with mud folds at the back," he shouted. 



I was unable to quit giggling. Albeit an interesting correlation, tragically it was valid. The youngster was wearing pants nearly at his lower legs, long hair, and something that took after a shirt under a gritty, what resembled, a cowhide coat. So for the individuals who are at go across streets about the present style and present-capacity of our childhood individuals, today, only for you, I have two things to share: 


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