There's weird shit everywhere. I was walking down a street in Boston when I happened upon this store. It's a wig store. That's it. Just wigs. It struck me as extra funny because I have a friend who constantly talks about wigmakers. He's fascinated with the profession — for some reason. The head in the bottom left corner is my favorite. He looks like a 1970s swinger.
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