Day 22--TINO

Been in Vancouver 3 weeks now. Got a job. a room. a bed. a cat. pretty good. i've begun a relationship with Tino the barber. today was my second visit to his shop. which is always empty. he charges me 5 dollars to shave the side of my head and clean up the little hairs on the back of my neck. he doesn't say much. in fact he only speaks when spoken to. in that much silence i begin to imagine what he must think of me. i have a half shaved head. i'm wearing dr. martins, tights, a military jacket and a duffle bag. i look like lesbian rambo. at the end of our time together when i paid him and gave him a two dollar tip he was just a little bit kinder in his goodbye than on my first visit. i wonder if down the line i might even have a conversation with him.