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1997
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No stranger in some five-chair beauty salon could ever make the ladies pretty the way Betty in her basement can make them pretty because Betty knows their hair: the exact mixture of tint to keep this one looking five years younger, the gray on that one nobody else ever sees, the little curl on the forehead that makes Mr. Beatrice hunger for his wife. The blood inside her head pounds so hard she barely hears the rumors of adultery, the confessions of coveting a neighbor's house or husband, the fantasies of health and happiness for their own husbands, their children, themselves, each other, Betty. [...]he says, \"Company?\" \"I have a customer.\" \"Because if I do,\" Mrs. Beatrice says, \"that's all right, I don't mind, I can go to a beauty shop instead.
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Emerson College,Ploughshares, Inc,Ploughshares