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"I could really use a trim for summer. My hair is dripping out here." Edgar glanced at his girlfriend Denise as she batted sweat away from her full, tan locks. She'd had her hair lightened a few times and it had once almost come out gray. To his surprise, she wasn't mortified. She actually kept it for a few weeks, noting, "If you live long enough, everyone goes gray eventually." He flicked a few beads from his own, much-closer dirty-blond "lawn" (as Denise liked to call it) and pulled her in for a wobbling hug as they walked. She was as sweaty as him with a sheen across her freckled, lightly-tanned face. She pulled up her lavender tank with