Today I got my first manicure ever. The small Chinese woman led me through a dark tunnel. I sniffed the lavendar air and immediately felt relaxed as I made my way through the candlelit hallway. "Nihaou. Welcome to the Dragonfly," another beautiful Chinese woman whispered as she bowed. Once in my seat the little woman flicked on her "study" lamp. She snapped on a blue mouth cover. Am I diseased? Is this supposed to keep me cleaner? I was confused.
I saw the girls' eyes glance up at me every few minutes as she masterfully filed each nail, examining my previous amateur nail-cutting job. She probably wondered how such a forlorn and disheveled-looking white girl ended up in her customer's chair. My nails are beautiful now though.
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