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I realized this morning, it wasn't so much _him_ as the period in my life it reminded me of. The time before my parents divorced, before he started feeling threatened, before he started picking at me with little insults, and hit me when he thought I was going to hit him. The time in my life that I associate with him and traditional shaving was the time I felt safe with him and my family life felt secure. Before it all fell apart.
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