Kerry
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The girl, Kerry, looked around for a moment, her vacant eyes hidden behind the steel wool-like fringes of hair before her forehead. Astra had seen that look before on many clients who came in to survey the line.
The salon was packed for the afternoon, with each stylist having three or more clients waiting. Astra knew the girl was going to wait around.
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