I laughed and sat down. then he began to tell me about the world.
he told me about his uncle misak who was born in moush.
we drank the coffee, sip by sip. then i moved to sit in the barber's chair and he began cutting my hair. he gave me the worst haircut that i had ever had, but he told me the story of his poor uncle misak and the circus tiger. i left the shop with a