One of life’s cruel ironies is that as the hair on top of men’s heads starts to thin or disappear, nature takes said heads and plants more hair in every other place it can.

I pay attention. I try to catch things before they become a fire hazard. I’m probably even a little paranoid about it.

But I fear it’s a losing battle.

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