RIP

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RIP to the greatest flat iron that ever was. Had I known we had such a short time left together, I’d have taken out those box braids sooner and spent more time with you this year. You were a faithful and responsible flat iron; you even shut yourself off when I forgot to. I knew I was putting you at risk, plugging you into that international adapter. So, when you began to smoke and pop and melt, I knew I had no one to blame but myself. How will I get through the rest of my life this tripย without you?

A comic I met here in Tel Aviv found me a rebound iron. But it could never replace you. It won’t work back in the US and I can’t even figure out how to increaseย theย temperature above the “low” setting. The directions are in Hebrew so my hair is still mad frizzy…

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Sigh.

I should have taken better care of you. You took such great care of me.

Shalom