In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.
"Every morning I resort to brushing my hair with the same brush. The pale yellow handled brush that belonged to my grandmother up until a few years ago when she died. The brush, older than me at the age of twenty-one, still knows how to give my hair the massage it has loved for years with its powerful, yet smooth bristles, each one still in tact."
"Locks of Love,"
The Angle: Vol. 2004
, Article 15.
Available at: https://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol2004/iss1/15