“that fluff has been burned into my memory.” he reached for the gel-was it gel? – “is this gel?” there were so many hair products, he was always getting mixed up. Was mousse the same as gel? And what about spray? Did they even have spray and mousse?

Carlos looked at it. “No, it’s not,” he said. “That’s Vaseline, babe. Gel looks like gelatin.” He reached for a bottle with a green substance in it with a label that depicted a stick figure with wild hair.

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