Top 3 Haircuts & Styles Requested by Men in Their 20's

Navigating the trending tides of men's hairstyling can be quite the adventure, but there's no need to sail the high fashion seas alone. For men in their 20's, staying sharp and on-point means rocking a hairstyle that makes a statement while affirming their individuality. We've lined up the top 3 haircuts that have been drawing all the style-savvy gents to the barber's chair, along with expert tips to keep your mane game at its peak.

Low Fade

The Low Fade starts with a subtle trimming that gradually ‘fades’ into your skin. It's a versatile look that embodies both sophistication and edge. To nail this style:

Style with Substance: Use a high-end pomade or wax to elicit texture and hold, steering clear of the undesired greasy look.

Tools of the Trade: Style the top section with a comb for a sleek look, or simply run your fingers through your hair for a more relaxed vibe.

Faux Hawk

No need to go full Mohican to channel that rebellious spirit. The Faux Hawk combines punk flair with everyday wearability:

Volume Up: Kick-off with a strong-hold gel or matte clay on damp hair then bring in the blow dryer to amp up the volume.

Shape it Right: Once your hair is dried, sculpt the quintessential Faux Hawk shape using your fingers for that personal touch.

Slick Back

Think classic, think Slick Back. For modern-day 'Mad Men' who want to look effortlessly dapper, this style is an all-time favorite:

Sleek without Sheen: Reach for a water-based pomade or a light-hold gel for slickness minus the oil-slick look.

Brush & Blow: Comb your hair back while it's still damp, blow-dry in the direction you styled, and secure this timeless look with a dab of pomade for Stay Stylish, Stay You

Each of these sought-after haircuts offers room for adaptation and personal expression, so while you're following the general styling advice, don't forget to tweak it to fit your unique identity and preferences.

Ready for a look that perfectly frames your face and confidence? Reach out to Club Men Barbershop where experience meets art to give you a cut above the rest. Contact their team to schedule your appointment, and walk out ready to conquer the world, one strand at a time.

Deluxe Parlor and Shave Club - Long Beach, CA - 2016

From my photo book Barbershops of America

☘ love like a broken pot || DARK CONTENT

yandere! crime lord x second hand in charge! reader/you

tw : minor & major injuries, manipulation, degradation of self-worth, intimidation and implied murder.

Yandere! Crime Lord who found you when you were nothing; a mere husk covered in scars from a previous crime lord that had been too rough with you and he took it as a challenge to rebuild you; a better you. 

Yandere! Crime lord who is not well-liked in the underworld because he’s known for taking disposable men that were traitors or new people that had either defied death under his wings because the other families would’ve killed them already.

Yandere! Crime lord who isn’t afraid of causing harm to you or to others that are teetering on the edge of betrayal because he’ll purposely step on past wounds of the crew for his benefit. 

He sat on the edge of the bathtub, wearing plastic gloves stained with various mixtures of colors on the once white tank top. Your stained hands applied the tin foil strips to the newly dyed pieces of hair. 

“You’re my favorite,” he said. “You know this, don’t you? You can talk, I’m not mad at you anymore.”

“I.. I know.” Your hands finished folding the last piece of tinfoil on his hair. “But what happened to Ja—“ 

“He betrayed me, he betrayed us,” he explained. “After that stunt he decided to take a swim. Don’t even mention those who betrayed us.”

Yandere! Crime lord who often dyes his hair strange colors and never lets you choose the colors because he has a dartboard to help him choose his dyes but you often have to go and buy the dyes for him.

Yandere! Crime lord who often patches your wounds that you got from missions that he sends you on and enjoys it when you bring back trophies for him to show that you complete the mission. 

Yandere! Crime lord who likes it more when you bring him simple trophies from the mission like a bloodied golden tooth, a switchblade that he eyed; the way it twirled in the hands of the person that didn’t deserve it, golden cufflinks that he could wear or rings that he could add to his fishbowl that he has; enjoys the weddings rings because they are pairs. 

He finished washing his hands, seeing you closing the trunk. Blood remained on your cheek, turning to him. His hand pulled you by the collar of your shirt, eyes stared into your very being; he could break you if he wanted too.

“You’re getting sloppy,” he threatened. “Too sloppy to be exact, next I’ll have the cops at my door because of your sloppiness. Do I need to get Marcus to do your job?“ 

“I’m not getting sloppy,” you confessed. “Just have too much on my plate.”

He let go of your collar, eyeing you up and down and a simple smile carved on his lips. 

Yandere! Crime lord who purposely little by little stops giving you the attention that you as you were slowly getting replaced by someone better than you but still keeps an eye on you somehow; has your schedule written somewhere. 

Yandere! Crime lord who enjoys seeing you wallow in your misery and how you’re discarded ever so quickly by other caporegrimes because you were chipping away at your own patience. 

Yandere! Crime lord who fails to notice the planted bugs inside of his gentleman’s lounge because he’s too busy answering the phone in the miniature barber shop. 

Your eyes looked at the ruins of the gentlemen's club and the hands that caused it. You didn’t mean it, didn’t you? You turned around seeing his long shadow on the floor, covering your hunched form and flipping the golden lighter open and close; eyes that threatened to burn your skin. 

“I didn’t give you an order to cause this.” He gestured to the blood trail that was smeared into the miniature barbershop. “Clean this up.” 

He went from behind the bar, disappearing for a moment and pulling a first aid kit. He walked towards you, handing you the first aid and his hand caressed your lower cheek and neck. Your eyes watered, hands trembling desperately clutching his sleeves and staining the sleeves with someone’s blood; it hurts…

“Why did you betray me?” He asked. 

He twisted the blade further causing a gasp escaping your lips. 

“Just to think I was going to let you finally go to a normal life,” he berated. “But you couldn’t keep your lips shut, singing like a canary to the police.” 

He pushed you away, watching you stumble around. He sat down next to your hunched wounded form, blood formed a small puddle around you and his hand tightly gripped your chin and turned it to face him. 

“You must not be feeling the pain.” He pressed on one of the many open wounds. “There you go.” 

Your blurred eyes watched them pull him away, the ringing in your ears continued. Unfamiliar warm hands that pulled you up onto emergency gurney and looking up at the dusk sky; seeing the colors fade into each other. You looked over to him while he was seemingly being handcuffed, placed into the cop car but he never broke eye contact.

Hey support

So I decided to go to my first fetish event at a club next weekend, but being a shy always in my own head kinda guy I was a little anxious about the whole thing. So I thought, I might find some temporary presets or changes on Chronivac to last for the night to get me out of my own head and make me feel more at home with being at the event.

I think I messed something up though, cause although the changes are suppose to be temporary and only for the day/night of the event, I can’t put my finger on it, but things seem to be changing in my daily life right now, over a week before the big day.

It's Sunday morning. According to your memory, you had a quiet Saturday evening on the sofa. Chips, Netflix, a bit of wanking. A perfectly normal Saturday evening. But why the hell do you have this hangover? And the apartment smells of beer and cigar smoke. Full ashtrays in the kitchen. Empty whiskey glasses. Full condoms on the floor. A few jockstraps. Empty poppers bottles. What was going on here yesterday. And where did that hairy, snoring fellow on your sofa come from?

It's 6pm when you finally get rid of the fellow (hottest Sunday morning sex ever), you've tidied up and cleaned. Now you feel like a cigar. But not at home anymore. You've just got rid of the smell to some extent. But now you need a whiskey and a cigar.

You actually thought that the stranger on the sofa owned the biker boots and the leather jacket at the coat check. But he left your apartment wearing just one of the jockstraps from the kitchen floor and a pair of tracksuit bottoms. But now you're standing in front of your hallway mirror with one of the jockstraps, a 501, a white T-shirt that doesn't fit at all badly, the boots and the leather jacket. And you like what you see. There are cigars in the leather jacket. And as if remote-controlled, you walk through the evening streets until you find yourself standing in front of an inconspicuous door in the basement of a side street. You ring the bell. The doorman greets you with a fist bump and says it's good to see you back. Your regular seat at the bar is free. Your whiskey and ashtray are ready before you can even take a seat. You like Sunday evenings here. No curious tourists. No hustle and bustle. Real men who want their peace and quiet. And maybe a quick fuck. The fellow who disappears into the toilet had clearly made eye contact with you beforehand. You follow him…

Monday morning. Shit, you could have stayed in bed for another hour. But you have to look good at the weekend. And you have to go to the gym before work. And you're still wearing the urine-yellow and cum-encrusted jockstrap from yesterday. Your cock never gets limp when you wear it. Your PA shines through the stretched fabric. Fuck, you're so horny that you have to jerk off in the shower. And with every movement, your PA gets a little thicker. And your circumcised foreskin comes back. As you stuff your sweaty clothes into your gym bag and put on your suit, you think wistfully of your leather jacket. You miss the smell of masculinity in your work clothes… And the creak of leather.

On Tuesday after work, you get changed and go to your favorite barbershop. Hair radically short, beard in shape. On the Friday before the party, you only need to have the contours corrected once. You're actually always here twice a week. Great atmosphere. You're not the only man sitting in the styling chair in leather jeans. And with a cigar and a glass of whiskey, it's almost like being in your favorite bar. And once you've changed your clothes and had your hair done, you can see what's going on in the bar. As you might expect, not much. But Hendrik, the Danish barman, plays with your nipple piercings. And just before you leave, there's a submissive skinhead who first serves as your urinal and then gives you a blowjob. Good evening!

Yesterday was a normal day at the gym, but on Thursday you realize that the big fetish events are in town this weekend. There are more men than usual at the weights in the morning. And the men are bigger, more muscular and hairier than usual. It smells of sweat and musk. The air is full of testosterone. Damn, there's more than one ass you'd like to fuck. And a number of fellows obviously wouldn't be averse either. But you won't cum until tomorrow night. You want maximum pressure on your balls. You spend the evening with leather waxes, brushes and polishing cloths. Boots, pants, jackets, shirts, harnesses… There's a hell of a lot of black leather to polish to a high shine. Your new fullsleave has healed perfectly. The new sling is hanging, the St. Andrew's cross is fitted and tomorrow morning you'll swap the cotton sheets for black leather. You are a neat freak. But planning and preparation is everything!

Today is Friday, so you can wear leather trousers to the office. The dirty jockstrap and cock ring underneath. The white button-down shirt will be changed quickly later. You don't want to waste any time.

You change in the barbershop to the cheers of the other customers. Zac takes the opportunity to trim the fur on your chest. There are already long queues outside the club. You don't care. You just walk through to the entrance. You greet the doorman with a handshake and a French kiss. He returns the favor by grabbing your bulge. Fuck, your balls are about to burst. The party can start.

Pic found @my-gear-smoking-favourites

We lost something as a society when we stopped doing Barbershop Quartets. What are all the dapper little men supposed to do with themselves on a Tuesday afternoon? Go to The Club? Balderdash!

-Loving You

summary. - when a young lady has a little bit too much to drink, a certain singer comes to her rescue.

pairing. - Elvis x Black OC

warnings. - age gap, alcohol, creepy dude

word count. - 3k

author's note. - ahhh okay guys this is my first fic. I'm honestly thinking about turning this into a long series because I already have an idea for a few more chapters. The only thing is I don't know what name to give the character so I literally just named her after me, but I really want to change it. I hope you guys enjoy!!! (also feel free to send request!!)

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MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE 1957 The Country Club

    MERCEDES clapped her hands together as her brothers finished rehearsing their new hit song.

  "You guys sound great," she tells her brothers as people walk onto the little stage at the front of the building, fixing the boy's microphones and retuning instruments.

  "We did just as expected" Luther breathed out "everyone was off-key, not to mention Raymond forgot the damn words" he takes a quick sip of his water before handing it to Mercedes.

"Oh, can it Luther!" Raymond speaks up "why don't you focus on whatever the hell you need to do and stay the hell outta my business" Luther sends him a harsh glare.

  "This is my business Raymond, fuck it's all of our business. These people pay us to put on a good show".

"Okay, so what!" Raymond becomes more frustrated by the second "all you ever wanna do is please some white man by dancing and singing like a damn fool, you ever realize I don't put effort into this shit because I don't care!" he throws his water onto the ground before storming off the stage. Mercedes sighs.

  "Why do you guys always have to do this" before her brother can respond she keeps going "always doin' something right before you have to perform. you know he may not be coming back" Luther shrugs.

  As far as everyone was concerned, Luther cared more about the music industry than anyone in the world-- blasting music and putting his all into everything the band did.

  He played the instruments, mixed the records, and wrote most of the lyrics. people may say that he takes some things too seriously but Luther never cared--he was going to be a star and no one would hold him back from that. not even his own family.

  "As if we need him, if push comes to shove we pull you up here and make Jerome a back up".

  "Hey" Jerome yells out "don't punish me for what ray did" Luther just shrugs him off, walking over to his brother Ronnie "Raymond just needs a second to calm down, he’ll come back after he's had a smoke" The boy tries his best to reason with his angry brother.

  Jerome and Mercedes were less than a year apart, their parents not being able to wait another second to try for a girl.

  Even though he's one of the lead singers, people still tend to forget about him, especially his mother.

  Jerome has no interest in being famous--by the time he was born his brother had already started their carer singing outside of their father's barbershop to bring attention to it. Jerome's real dream is to become a pilot --singing is just a small hobby to him.

  "I don't know why you ain't performing now Sadie" Ronnie speaks up causing the young girl to roll her eyes and lean up against the stage with her arms crossed.

  "Because the women specifically asked for a male quartet. those poor girls have a hard enough time keeping their men from cheating under their own roof, much less outside of it" she picks at the skin around her nails in boredom.

  Mercedes has always been the most outspoken of the siblings, the exact opposite of what her mother wants from her. The only one their mother actually likes is Ronnie.

  Ronnie is the quiet sibling, he does whatever his mother says--doesn't matter if it's something small as bringing her the TV remote that's right next to her, or big as donating a kidney, Ronnie would do it in a heartbeat.

  Even though he does all of this for his mother, it doesn't save him from being called ungrateful and useless--but that's just how things went in the Estelle household.

  "If it were up to me you'd replace Raymond right now, he's sloppy and he doesn't care about anything or anyone," Ronnie says fixing his bow tie in the reflection of a mirror.

  In the boys' defense, Raymond has been causing issues lately. if he's not showing up to rehearse late then he's off with some girl, it drives their mom crazy, which only causes her to snap at the rest of them.

  Raymond wasn't always like this. As a child, he was charming and loved to sing and dance when company came over. it wasn't until his mom and dad started fighting, he came a little devil.

  Raymond has gone through more than the other siblings--having to be the one who dealt with their mom and her outburst when dad had got done beating on her. When their dad had just died and their mom left, Raymond was the one to take care of everyone.

  After all these years, Raymond's care for anyone but himself faded, and so did his relationship with his family.

  "You know mama wouldn't let that happen. He has a great voice, he just doesn't like to perform. Thinks it's silly" Mercedes reminds her brother "besides, he's just angry because it's gettin' late and he ain't had dinner yet".

  "Well, he needs to get over it because people are gonna start showin' up soon. We've only got a few minutes of rehearsal time left" the girl pushes off of the stage.

  "I'll go try and find him, you guys just keep practicing".

...

  Mercedes wanders around the expensive country club in an attempt to find her oldest brother.

  After what felt like hours but was only a couple of minutes, she found him leaning against their car with a freshly lit cigarette between his lips.

  "I ain't goin' back in there" Raymond starts before his sister even gets the chance to speak "I ain't gonna make a fool of myself for all of those people. singin' bout love and rainbows and girls all while swayin' back and forth and dancin'".

   He takes a long drag of smoke before continuing "I'm gonna quit and tell momma to go get somebody else to do it. I ain't doin' this shit no more!".

  "Are you done," Mercedes ask, unamused by his outburst "because you have a show to do and all of your brothers are waiting on you to stop throwing yourself a pity party" he shakes his head.

  "You're just as bad as the rest of them Sadie. if you think doing dumb shit like this is what's gonna help us be famous then you go and do it. I know father wouldn't have wanted this for us, he wanted us to be stars, not clowns" he take another long drag "and I ain't gonna be a clown no more".

  "I don't care what you wanna do or what you don't wanna do, it's about what you gotta do. Fathers gone and Mommas crazy, we gotta make ends meet somehow" the boy tosses his cigarette on the ground and crushes it with his heel.

  "I can't keep on doin' this stuff Sadie. I wanna be able to do what I want with my life, not what momma wants." Much as Mercedes wanted to tell her brother he could do that, she also didn't want to lie to him.

  "Look I don't like the way momma does stuff around here either, but as long as we live under her roof, we have to do what she says." he runs his hand through his thick hair "We need you ray" she places his hand on his arm "Only for a few more years, then we can stop doing shows and just make music" he lets out a long sigh.

  "Let's just head back," he slides his hands in his pockets and starts to walk away from the car, Mercedes next to him "Mamas gonna be here in a few minutes and if I'm not there she'll just take it out on y'all".

"See now you're using your brain" his large hand forcefully shoves her away from him "Oww, what the hell-".

"Go find somethin' to do while we rehearse, you look like you wanna put a pistol in your mouth just sitting there".

If Mercedes was being completely honest, her brother wasn't wrong. they've all performed together since childhood, her and Jerome switching who'd lead, often doing duets. Any time Mercedes didn't get the chance to perform she felt an extreme sense of jealousy. Her mother only ever took her out saying it looked better with the boys singing, the boys are too tall and she doesn't fit in, and that four people on stage looked better than five. All this did was make Mercedes want to perform more.

  Mercedes and her mother didn't have the most loving relationship. After Luther was born, all Her dad ever talked about was having a girl-- after begging for years she agreed but they had another boy. This only fueled his want for a little girl more and they immediately had another child, even though Grace never wanted more than 3 kids. Soon after Mercedes was born, her father passed away from an unknown illness-- leaving her mother alone with 5 kids. Because of this Grace had resented her youngest child for years. Mercedes being unruly and never taking no for answer, only made this situation worse.  

She walked around the country club for a few minutes, trying to find something to cure her growing boredom. She feels an arm brush against her and quickly moves over to give the person more room, only they don't walk away. Mercedes glances up at the culprit. The man was older, maybe 25-35, with jet-black hair that was combed over and slicked down. you could see the gel glistening from the lights. He held a cigarette in his hand and sported a kind yet devious smirk.

"I'm sorry sir" Mercedes voices, quick to apologize in an attempt to avoid conflict. he waves his hand as if to dismiss her apology.

"Don't worry honey, it was my fault. What are you doin' here anyways" his gentle voice surprised Mercedes. Though the girl has never had a bad interaction with a white person before, she had heard many war stories of what her people go through on a daily basis-- this lead her to avoid them as much as humanly possible. "don't seem like the kind of place you'd find a nice young lady such as yourself," thought every cell in Mercedes's body told her to run away from the man, something else was begging her to stay--to figure out what it was this man wanted.

"I'm here with my brothers, they're performing tonight" he slowly nods his head.

"And they left you all alone out here, all by yourself" he sets his hand on her arm, a gesture that would normally make her pull away with fear, but the kind smile on his face seemed to soothe the thoughts that ran through her head.

"What? don't think I can take of myself" she says dripping with fake innocence. his smile grows.

"Oh the exact opposite," he moves his arm around to the small of her back, leading her away from where they stood "Why don't you come sit with me and my friends while you wait for your brothers, they're right over here," thought the situation feels off, Mercedes doesn't really have anything else to do at this party-- Not to mention, she loves the thrill of a little danger.

...

  Surprisingly, she ends up having a good time, talking to the men along with some of their girlfriends. They talk about music and performing while they sip on their expensive drinks. the night was going well and her brothers were putting on a good show, even though Raymond looked like he wanted to die the entire time. She sat beside the man she had met earlier, James. He had his arm resting on the back of her chair as he bragged about his yacht club and how much his soap company makes in a month. Even though Mercedes couldn't give a shit about his boat and his money, she did enjoy the drinks that the man kept handing her, Loving the burn of her stomach as she sipped on the fruity cocktails. One of the boy's songs comes to an end as Mercedes laughs at another one James' corny jokes. normally she wouldn't have, but her intoxication could make her laugh at a blank wall.

  "So," he pulls the drink away from her lips "why don't we get out of here" he runs his course hand up and down her knee, going a bit further each time "we should head someplace a bit more private". though Mercedes was so out of it she could barely form a sentence, she knew when something sounded sketchy. and in that very moment, she realized just how close he was to her. she clears her throat, sliding her chair a bit further away.

  "Yeah," she pushes his hand off of her leg, "I think I'm gonna have to pass on that" She lets out a nervous giggle as she takes another sip of her drink.

  "Don't be like that, I bought you all of these drinks and you're not gonna give me something in return" he leans to place a kiss on her cheek before whispering in her ear "Come on baby, I'll take you to my boat."

  "Sorry Captian, guess I'm not the girl you took me for" the man plasters on a fake smile, sliding his hand back onto her knee.

  "Why don't you have another drink, maybe then you'll change your mind" she pushes him off again, the chair letting out a loud cry as she stands with haste.

  "I've gotta go check on my brothers, I'll be back later" Mercedes says in an attempt to remove herself from the situation. She shoots the others at the table a quick smile before she quickly maneuvers her way through the crowd with unsteady feet, using the wall as a crutch. A sea of various people occupied the dance floor as she tries her best to make it to a less crowded area. The girl spots some public restrooms not too far away and makes her way toward them, stumbling with every step. Once she's there she lies against the side of the building before sinking to the plush grass, resting her head against the smooth concrete wall, a nauseating feeling overcoming her. Mercedes knew that people got drunk, hell she had to carry Raymond back into the house several times, but what she didn't know was how it felt. Her vision was clouded and her head was pounding. it felt as though her world was spinning. For a second, she even wondered if the man had slipped something inside her drink. The distant sounds of toilets flushing could be heard as she tried her best to regain her composure.

  "You okay there?" a southern voice draws her out of her dazed state. Mercedes looks up to yet another white man with slicked-back hair, only this time it was a bit longer and more in his face. though she felt like she really shouldn't be talking to him, the alcohol had clouded her judgment.

  "Umm... no. I don't know" Mercedes drops her head into her hands "I drank," she tells him.

  He lets out a slight chuckle "Well I can see that" he sits down next to her, lighting the cigarette between his lips. "What's a pretty girl like you doin' out here all alone?" he asks. Mercedes knows this trick all too well--in fact, she had experienced this trick less than two hours ago.

"I ain't gonna leave with you" her words slurred together, getting to the point as soon as possible.

"I ain't tryna take you anywhere honey, just wanted to make sure you aren't here alone. My name is Elvis, what's yours?".

"Sadie, and I'm not alone, 'm here with my mom and my brothers. There performing tonight." he hums.

"Your brothers are the Estelle's" the girl nods "I used to play basketball with them. I remember when you were just a baby. Your momma let you drink at this age?" he asked tilting his head. she shakes no.

  "No, she doesn't. But what she doesn't know won't hurt her" he raises his brows, amused at the girl's response.

  "Guess no one can tell you anything huh?" Elvis's voice was laced with sarcasm. Mercedes- not finding his little joke too funny, rolls her eyes.

  "What do you want" you'd swear you could see the annoyance radiating from the girl's body.

  "As I said before, I just wanna make sure you're okay" The girl scoffs as she tries to push herself back to her feet, failing miserably. Luckily Elvis helped her before she slid back down the wall.

  "Well, you can go find some other dame to save because I'm fine" The amusing thing is that Mercedes is definitely not fine, seeing as the only thing holding her up is Elvis.

  "I'll believe that when hell freezes over." he moves her arm around his shoulder for support before he leads begins to lead her away from the restrooms "Don't worry little girl, I'm gonna take you to your momma" she immediately starts to resist against his attempts to move.

  "No!" she says franticly "Are you crazy? If she finds out she'll beat me 'till I'm black and blue" Elvis stops for a moment, trying to think of a better option.

  "Okay, then I'll go get your brothers. How 'bout that?" Elvis offers.

  "No they'll kill me too " she argues "If they find out I was talking to a man they'd...they'd...oh, I don't know what they'd do but I know it wouldn't be pretty."

  "Look I gotta tell somebody, I can't just leave you sitting here drunk outta your mind!" Mercedes lets out a frustrated sigh "I don't care how mad it makes you you've gotta chose somebody. So who will it be? Your brothers or your mom?" Though both options sounded like a death wish, she knew that her brothers wouldn't lay a hand on her-- the most they would do is yell at her for a few hours and act distant for a day or two.

  "My brothers have an intermission in a few minutes, they usually smoke by the car." Mercedes reluctantly tells him, slightly pissed at the fact he's so hell-bent on getting her in trouble today.

PART TWO IS POSTED!!

okay it took two hours even though i said it'd take ten minutes i'm really bad at estimating how much time things take, anyways here's a list of every time every rhythm heaven game's referenced. enjoy.

karate man: do ds, fever n megamix's karate man games count- blue birds 2, battle of the bands (ofc).

rhythm tweezers: crop stomp, battle of the bands (ofc), cheer readers, cheer readers 2, hi-hat, wake-up caller.

marching orders: shoot-'em-up 2. that's it-

spaceball: shoot-'em-up endless, ds remix 9 (epilogues), wake-up caller, first contact, charging chicken, second contact. the space umpire is a constant of life istg-

clappy trio: glee club, freeze frame, ds remix 6 (space soccer), lockstep 2 (the wiki counts those last two so i'm counting them too-), does it being in fever count, launch party (ok epilogue), toy car, catchy tune, barbershop remix (lumbearjack) (again. the wiki counts it so i'm counting it too).

sneaky spirits: freeze frame, big rock finish, does it being in fever count help i need answers-

samurai slice: the wandering samurai is also a constant of life. but also the only reference that isn't just endless samurai slice, fever samurai slice or super samurai slice is the easter egg in the phone rhythm toy sdflkjfdklfdsfsd-

rat race: freeze frame, wake-up caller.

sick beats: possibly wizard's waltz (the "monster" as the wiki calls it that eats the flower when you mess up looks like the viruses), wake-up caller (could also be a wizard's waltz reference but more likely a sick beats reference tbh), micro-row 2 (reading material).

bon odori: live, remix 7 (epilogues), remix 9 (board meeting).

wizard's waltz: wake-up caller possibly idk wizard's waltz doesn't have any references otherwise so-

showtime: ds remix 3 (freeze frame).

bunny hop: none.

tram & pauline: ds remix 2 (epilogues), figure fighter 2 (epilogues).

space dance: oh no there's so many- freeze frame, does rhythm rally count, fever remix 7 (cheer readers), tap troupe (reading material). okay there's not as many as i thought if you exclude the paddlers. thank god-

quiz show: thank god there's none.

night walk: the dazzles + the dazzles 2, remix 9 (epilogues), fever remix 7 (cheer readers), fever night walk's existence.

power calligraphy: none. unless it showing up in fever counts-

polyrhythm: do ds n fever built to scale count. only the rods appear in polyrhythm so i mean. but also built to scale is a clear reference to polyrhythm so-

rap men: oh god. freeze frame, phone rhythm toy, battle of the bands (the poster), love rap, love rap 2 (reading material). okay there's not actually that many but that's also the most of any game thus far. other than clappy trio-

bouncy road: the first game to actually have none. at least it's in megamix-

ninja bodyguard: ninja reincarnate epilogues, freeze frame.

toss boys: none. 😔 polyphobia.

fireworks: also none. there's no characters anyways so-

tap trial: oh god. ds' title screen, apparently the "thanks for playing screen" from the end of ds' demo, the cover of tengoku's soundtrack, the cover of ds' soundtrack (yes that is her, thanks badge arcade), freeze frame probably, does it being in fever count, remix 9 (cheer readers). hell.

cosmic dance: cosmic rhythm rally. that's it-

turbo tap trial: the monkeys in turbo tap trial literally have their own page and this is hilarious to me. anyways. rap men (reading material), live, fever remix 2 (tambourine), additionally the purple small monkeys in monkey watch look a lot like them so.

built to scale: you'd think the widgets would somehow appear in another game but. nope.

glee club: battle of the bands (not in the audience cuz they're a. band. somehow. idk dj yellow's also a participant so i'm just not gonna question the clearly very loose definition of band that battle of the bands is using-), endless munchy monk. not a lot surprisingly-

fillbots: battle of the bands (literally every ds game other than built to scale and airboarder is somehow represented in battle of the bands and even built to scale is if you count its song), cheer readers.

fan club: battle of the bands (again. pop singer's a participant. seemingly with the monkeys given ds' comics), endless munchy monk (endless munchy monk more like endless references. monk. nevermind-).

rhythm rally: *sigh* welcome to rhythm hell may we take your order. okay there's still not THAT many if you count the paddlers n space dancers separately but. still. anyways. battle of the bands (do i even need to say that anymore), flock step, cheer readers 2.

shoot-'em-up: endless munchy monk apparently??? not even the radio lady it's the blastronaut. why is there a FUCKING ROCKET SHIP- wait shoot-'em-up also isn't referenced in battle of the bands. at all. welp-

blue birds: battle of the bands, phone rhythm toy, air rally, remix 6 (ok epilogue), endless munchy monk, hi-hat.

moai doo-wop: battle of the bands (how did the moai kids get to the rock 'n' roll hall-), tunnel, cheer readers 2.

love lizards: battle of the bands (do you think the güiro lizards are supposed to be there or), endless munchy monk.

crop stomp: battle of the bands, tunnel, blue birds 2, phone rhythm toy, endless munchy monk.

freeze frame: battle of the bands. that's it. with how many references freeze frame has you'd think it'd be referenced more but. nope-

the dazzles: battle of the bands (still not really a band but at least they're a group-), ds karate man 2 (epilogues).

munchy monk: none. somehow. unless endless munchy monk counts.

dj school: battle of the bands (still don't understand why dj yellow is a participant??? the djs aren't even actually djs what is he doing-), catch of the day (try again epilogue), cheer readers, lush remix.

drummer duel: battle of the bands (not as a band for some reason, i love the djs and all but i feel like the taiko rally squad would make waaaaay more sense as participants-).

love lab: battle of the bands, endless munchy monk, i feel like pajama party can count honestly.

splashdown: battle of the bands, endless munchy monk. take a shot those are the only times a game's referenced-

big rock finish: battle of the bands (wow an actual band for once, i'm shocked), endless munchy monk.

dog ninja: battle of the bands, super samurai slice 2 (only mister eagle).

frog hop: flicking test, battle of the bands (they're. at least closer to a band-), fever remix 7 (cheer readers), endless munchy monk.

space soccer: literally only battle of the bands. it and rockers are literally THE least referenced ds games i wish i was exaggerating-

lockstep: battle of the bands, cheer readers, remix 10 shoot-'em-up. irrelevant but the stepswitchers in the audience in battle of the bands are hilarious to me cuz when you fuck up a set they just do the lockstep miss animation. tfw you do so badly you commit murder-

rockers: i don't think battle of the bands can count as a reference for them. unfortunately rockers is literally never referenced. i am deeply upset by this fact.

airboarder: launch party (superb epilogue), fever remix 6 (superb epilogue).

hole in one: none. lots of fever's have none which i'm kind of thankful for after ds' honestly-

screwbot factory: none.

see-saw: working dough (reading material). actually didn't know that before checking the wiki, thanks rhythm heaven wiki-

double date: love rap, cheer readers (epilogues, also kinda debatable).

fork lifter: none.

tambourine: none.

board meeting: remix 9 (hole in one) (remix 2 board meeting reference).

monkey watch: i don't know where to put it but the reading material for fever karate man 2 references monkey watch. and also mr. upbeat. or manzai birds in the japanese version with no monkey watch reference.

working dough: mochi pounding apparently??? are the dough dudes meant to be mochi??? have i been lied to about them being dough-

air rally: none.

figure fighter: none.

ringside: none.

packing pests: none. though also munchy monk's redesign in megamix was possibly to make him look more like the packing pests employee whose name i am too lazy to type the numbers in-

micro-row: none.

catch of the day: love rap, kitties! (both a quicknibble, also in kitties! it's pink for some reason). there's also an unused sprite of a threefish in air rally.

flipper-flop: none.

exhibition match: lush remix (spaceball). the wiki can't agree on if the air batter just looks like pitcher or is actually pitcher in lush remix. i have no idea why lush remix spaceball is reference heaven-

flock step: fever night walk, endless munchy monk.

launch party: charging chicken.

donk-donk: none.

bossa nova: none. though in beat the beat the text in the endless game has a reference to monkey watch. how long have monkey watches existed. clappy trio's also referenced- okay is bossa nova in the present day or something??? i'm confused-

love rap: none.

tap troupe: none.

shrimp shuffle: none.

cheer readers: like freeze frame, despite having a bunch of references, it's never referenced itself. i guess that makes sense fever doesn't have a lot of its games referenced in itself or in megamix flksjdkljsfdfsdk-

THE WEEKEND I SAW MILES PLAY THE BLACKHAWK

SHORT FICTION

It was April of 1961. I’d read in The Chronicle that Miles Davis had an engagement at The Blackhawk scheduled for the 21st and 22nd – a Friday and Saturday night. I’d been dating a girl named Marla from the secretarial pool at work for the past couple of months, and I called her as soon as I found out about the show and invited her to go. She agreed, although she wasn’t really a jazz lover.

Thursday afternoon, Marla came into my office and told me she couldn’t go after all. When I pressed her for a reason, she said something vague about friends visiting from out of town. This was the third time in the past month she’d cancelled on me. So I decided to go alone.

I left work a little early Friday, and dropped by the barbershop for a haircut. Then I headed home, made myself a quick dinner, put on a jacket and slacks, and my favorite tie – the one with the musical notes on it – and called a cab. The cabbie was a bit late in arriving, but I hopped in, and when he asked, “Where to?” I told him, “The Blackhawk.”

Traffic was heavy with people in the city for a Friday night. The skies were overcast and threatening rain, and I’d left my umbrella at the office. The cabbie chattered the whole way about whether or not The Giants had a shot at the pennant that year. I didn’t think so, but he insisted that since they had the best centerfielder in baseball, they couldn’t miss.

When we pulled up to the club, the line wound all the way down the block. I jumped out, paid the driver and rushed to the back of the line – hopeful that the show wouldn’t be sold out by the time I got to the door. A few minutes later, another cab arrived and three men in hats, and raincoats - two of them clutching notebooks, and pencils, and the other a camera - got in line behind me. I found out from their conversation that one of them was a reporter and another, a photographer from Time magazine. The third worked at The Chronicle. I guess they were there to interview Miles after the show. They didn’t seem to know much about jazz, and even less about the club. Apparently they’d called for reservations, and were told The Blackhawk didn’t take reservations. Guido, the owner, had very strict rules about that. You took your chances. Which is why, when I was old enough my dad use to invite me to go with him instead of taking my mom. She hated waiting in line for anything. Come to think of it, she didn’t much like jazz either. (Women are funny that way.) The first jazz show I saw at The Blackhawk with my dad was The Modern Jazz Quartet. The acoustics were so good at The Blackhawk that they didn’t even use microphones that night. But you could hear every note. I couldn’t get over that.

Anyway, I got inside just minutes before the first set began, and only a few minutes after the skies opened up and the rain came pouring down. I was given what looked to be the last available table in the far corner left of the stage. Millie, a waitress who’d been at the club for years (my dad always flirted with her, and left her the biggest tips) took my drink order, and I settled in to hear the first set.

From my vantage point, I could see pianist Wynton Kelly’s back. I couldn’t see Jimmy Cobb behind his drum kit at all. But I had an unobstructed view of both Miles, and his sax player Hank Mobley. I could only see bassist Paul Chambers when Mobley wasn’t out front soloing. Miles was wearing a beautiful blue, pinstriped suit. I made a mental note to go shopping that weekend for one just like it.

Miles played his standard show that night. He used the mute quite a bit, and the rhythm section was in the pocket all night. They sounded good, although some of the spark that was there when I saw the group with John Coltrane was missing. Mobley could play, but Coltrane’s were big shoes to fill.

At any rate, Millie kept the drinks coming, and at one point I noticed the roof was leaking next to my table. Millie brought a tin pan and set it on the floor to catch the water. Sometimes the water dripped in rhythm to the music.

Between the first and second sets, Miles wandered onto the floor and was chatting amiably with several people I took to be regulars. But I noticed he would sign the occasional autograph. So the next time Millie came to the table, I asked to borrow her pen and I grabbed one of the club’s matchbooks off the table, and wandered over to where Miles was standing. He finally glanced my way, and I couldn’t speak. I just pushed the matchbook and pen in his direction, and he quickly scribbled his name on it, handed it back to me and went on with his conversation. I pocketed the matchbook and slipped back to my table.

The second set began with “All of You”, and the whole band seemed more relaxed and in the groove than they were during the first set. I stayed for the third set as well, and when it was finally over I went to the bar to settle my bill. Susan, the bartender’s wife, rang me up. I heard her tell another guy they were expecting an even bigger turnout the next night.

I was there Saturday night as well. The band played four sets, and included “Two Bass Hit”, and “Someday My Prince Will Come”. And they were even better than they were the night before. As I was leaving Saturday night I noticed some recording equipment being dismantled and packed, and when I asked Guido about it, he told me that Miles’ record label Columbia had recorded both nights for an album that would come out in the fall.

I still have the original album I bought at the record shop around the corner from my building. I’ve nearly worn it out in the years since.

I moved east to Chicago in 1965. There were a lot of great clubs there as well, but none with the ambience of The Blackhawk. There was just something about that place. Marla has no idea what she missed that weekend of April 1961 when Miles Davis came to town. She broke it off with me a week later, and I heard she was seeing some guy named Jim from Finance. But I still have my matchbook with Miles’ name on it, and I can listen to the music anytime I want. Sometimes I even think I can hear water dripping in that pan on the floor next to my table.

Midnight City pt 2

Boxcars growled and readjusted his collar. He stared as his reflection with disapproval. He could hardly believe this, “white suits? Fucking dammit Droog WHITE SUITS?!” He added, roaring from the rather untidy bathroom to Droog who was reclining on a couch. “We’re the most dangerous, feared men of Midnight City and you have us dressed like we’re a damn barbershop quartet!” He barked. “And I...can’t...PUT ON THIS STUPID BOWTIE!” He threw the now rumpled strip of fabric to the ground. Deuce sat nearby on a rather large armchair that he had long since claimed as his own; despite the fact that his feet didn’t even reach over the cushion. He was sighing, puffing on a large cigar. 

“I told you we should have gotten him a clip on.” He blew out a cloud of smoke, watching it rise to the mildew stained ceiling of their decrepit hideout. Boxcars growled, looming over Clubs. 

“What? You actually like these stupid monkey suits?” Boxcars retorted before  a voice called over to them from the shadows, Slick emerged straightening his tie. 

“Would you quit the canoodling and get a room? Or maybe take your complaints to someone that gives a damn?” He snapped. “I don’t like this any more than you do but Droog is right...we can’t just break in to Jackpot’s casino, we have to be subtle until the perfect opportunity.” He grabbed the bowtie off the floor, attempting to and failing quite miserably to tie it for Box. “DAMMIT WILL YOU PLEASE JUST SQUAT YOU OVERGROWN STEAMROLLER!”  Box stooped over for Slick to reach his neck with a sigh, akin to a little boy not wanting to wear his Sunday best. He picked something out of his teeth as Slick set to work trying to straighten out the rest of his outfit. He was amazed that a grown man struggled that much with a damn suit. 

“Why do you even want to mess with Biggs anyway?” Clubs asked. “He’s done a few crimes sure but he’s no bigtimer.” Slick finished the bow tie then grabbed the paper out of Droog’s hands. He didn’t even flinch. Spades threw down the paper on the coffee table, it was the front page. 

“FLASH FIRE! Midnight Crew to Blame? In a mysterious fire meant to cover up an alleged bank robbery two night guards were killed, but no one was seen. Could this be the work of the nefarious Midnight Crew?” Slick crossed his arms. 

“We don’t involve civilians for one, and two...IF WE DID WE WOULD COVER IT UP BETTER THAN THAT DAMMIT!” He shook his fists. “AMATEUR, SLOPPY! They dare pin this hackjob on me? They didn’t even set the fire in the right place to properly cover their tracks!? IDIOTS!” Droog took a drag of his cigarette putting it out in an ash tray that was much too full. 

“We get it, now let’s just get this over with.” He sighed. 

Ms. Paint was trembling, ropes scratching her soft skin as she tried to not make a sound. She was unfamiliar with the two men that now sat with her in the small room. It was older, undeveloped with rather richly pattered carpet rolled and left aside. Sheets protected furniture from dust and the thick door was shut but had no lock so one of them was stationed by the entrance. Though indeed she did not know their names make no mistake, the green well pressed suits betrayed their identities. The Felt. The one by the door had a tall dark green hat with a wide brim, and kept wringing his hands. The other kept pacing in circles in front of her, he had a slight twitch to him, his eyes wide and unhinged. He kept smirking at her. “Itchy, quit the pacing you’re making me nervous.” The other scoffed, not even looking up from the door. The one called itchy snickered, leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed. 

“And what are you so nervous about Die?” He sighed. “Ah who am I fooling even still air makes you nervous.” He cackled loudly, making Ms. Paint flinch. Her movement seemed to draw his attention, like a wolf cornering a rabbit. “You scared little missy?” He cooed, approaching steadily. Die rolled his eyes, trembling a little as he looked over. 

“If you hurt her before we’re told you know that he’s not gonna like that.” He warned. “Crowbar wants to make this deal work, you better not do anything stupid.” He spoke with slight pauses between words, his lips struggling to cooperate making him pause on certain sounds. Yet he spoke with a surprising calmness despite his shaky demeanor. Itchy groaned, only a short ways from me. Paint.  

“Fine, but no funny business from you toots...or else” He smiled, a switchblade suddenly opened inches from her face. She gasped, leaning back farther in the chair. Her eyes were wide with terror. Itchy laughed, putting away the knife. “Oh...” He sighed, “that never gets old.” Ms. Paint composed herself, shaking as much as Die. “What does fatso even want her for anyway?” Die shrugged. 

Ms. Paint grit her teeth. “He wants my money, what else?” She snapped. Itchy snarled, his attention back to her. 

“You watch that mouth of yours.” He warned. His voice nothing more than a growl, low and to the point like the knife that was once more in her direction. Footsteps approached them, turning both Felt members towards the door. Biggs walked in, towering over both of them with that familiar smile and curled moustache. 

“Miss. Paint, I do hope you’ve gotten comfortable...now why don’t we continue our little business meeting?” He asked, puffing on his cigar in plumes of revolting smoke that made her wrinkle her nose. She pulled against the ropes burning with rage. 

“I will never be your patron! I can’t believe you, you have hurt and killed countless people with your crimes!” She hissed. “You will not get one cent from me Biggs!” Ms. Paint clenched her fists, her arms tightly bound to the arms of the chair. “You hear me you monster!? NEVER!” Ms. Paint screamed. Biggs snapped his fingers and Itchy punched her in the gut, knocking out the wind. She coughed, gasping for breath. 

“I’ll give you forty eight hours, if you somehow miraculously survive and still refuse?” He laughed, “well let’s just allow you to imagine the rest shall we?” His laughter filled the room; making chills run up her spine. He was looming over her, his hand clasped around her neck as he lifted her up chair and all. She was shaking, squeezing her eyes shut as she gasped for air. That was when they heard a very loud explosion. 

Crafting Excellence: Exploring the World's Best Barbershops

Introduction: In the realm of grooming, World Best Barbershop have long served as cultural hubs, where men gather not only for a haircut but also for camaraderie and conversation. Over the years, certain establishments have risen to prominence, earning recognition as the world's best barbershops. These establishments go beyond mere haircutting; they embody a commitment to craftsmanship, ambiance, and community. In this article, we embark on a journey to explore some of the finest barbershops around the globe, delving into their unique features, traditions, and the artistry that sets them apart.

The Importance of Tradition:

Barbershops have a rich history dating back centuries, where they were once revered as sanctuaries for grooming rituals and social exchange.

The best barbershops pay homage to this tradition while infusing modern elements to cater to contemporary clientele.

Examples of traditional practices upheld in esteemed barbershops, such as hot towel treatments, straight razor shaves, and meticulous attention to detail.

Craftsmanship and Skill:

At the heart of every exceptional world top barbershop lies a team of skilled craftsmen who are passionate about their trade.

Explore the rigorous training and apprenticeship programs that many top barbershops employ to maintain high standards of excellence.

Highlight the significance of continuous learning and innovation within the barbering profession, with master barbers often pushing boundaries and refining techniques.

Creating an Inviting Atmosphere:

Beyond the technical aspects, the ambiance of a barbershop plays a crucial role in shaping the overall experience.

Discuss the interior design elements favored by the world's best barbershops, from vintage décor to contemporary minimalism, each reflecting a distinct aesthetic.

Explore how music, lighting, and even aromas contribute to crafting a welcoming environment that encourages relaxation and conversation.

Community and Connection:

Barbershops serve as gathering places where friendships are forged, stories are shared, and bonds are strengthened.

Examine the role of barbers as confidants and advisors, offering more than just grooming services but also a listening ear and words of wisdom.

Highlight community initiatives and events hosted by top barbershops, demonstrating their commitment to giving back and fostering connections beyond the barber chair.

Global Inspirations:

Take a virtual tour around the world to discover some of the most renowned barbershops in different countries and continents.

Showcase iconic establishments known for their unique offerings, whether it's a classic British gentleman's club vibe or a trendy Brooklyn-style barbershop.

Celebrate cultural diversity within the barbering community, showcasing how traditions and techniques vary from one region to another, yet share a common thread of craftsmanship and passion.

The Future of Barbering:

As we look ahead, consider the evolving landscape of the barbering industry and how it continues to adapt to changing trends and technologies.

Discuss emerging concepts such as mobile barbershops, eco-friendly grooming products, and virtual consultations, and their potential impact on the traditional barbershop experience.

Despite these advancements, emphasize the timeless appeal of a visit to the barbershop as a cherished ritual that transcends generations.

Conclusion: In a world of rapid change, the enduring allure of the barbershop remains unwavering. Through a blend of tradition, skill, ambiance, and community, the world's best barbershops continue to captivate and inspire. As we celebrate these bastions of grooming excellence, let us remember that beyond the artistry of the haircut lies a deeper connection—a shared experience that enriches both barber and client alike.

Gentlemen, Refine Your Look: A Guide to Facial Services for Men in Milton and Burlington

Forget outdated stereotypes of facials being solely for women. In today's world, men are increasingly prioritizing self-care and seeking out grooming services that enhance their appearance and well-being. If you're a gentleman residing in Milton or Burlington, you're in luck – both towns boast a diverse range of facial services for men, waiting to elevate your look and confidence.

Pampering in Milton: Luxury Meets Expertise

Milton offers a haven for those seeking premium facial experiences. For a touch of opulent pampering, step into The Gentleman's Retreat, a spa exclusively dedicated to men's grooming. Their signature Executive Detox Facial utilizes medical-grade serums and deep-tissue massage to combat pollution damage and revitalize your skin.

If bespoke care is your priority, Dr. Miller's Men's Skincare Clinic provides personalized consultations and a curated menu of services. Their innovative Collagen Booster Facial combines microneedling with radiofrequency therapy to tighten skin, reduce wrinkles, and leave you with a youthful glow.

Burlington Buzz: Trendy Finds for the Modern Man

Burlington's vibrant atmosphere extends to its facial service scene. For a trendy, eco-conscious experience, check out The Green Groom Club. They offer an organic Activated Charcoal Detox Facial, perfect for clearing congested pores and reducing inflammation.

Looking for a quick fix before a big night out? The Urban Facial Bar caters to busy schedules with express facials like the Men's Power Lunch, a 30-minute deep cleanse, scrub, and moisturizer combo that will leave you looking refreshed and ready to tackle the day.

Beyond the Basics: Men's-Specific Treatments

While classic facials remain popular, Milton and Burlington also offer treatments tailored to men's unique needs. Milton's Barber & Spa specializes in the Sport's Recovery Facial, designed to soothe post-workout muscle tension and reduce inflammation.

In Burlington, The Men's Room tackles common concerns like ingrown hairs and razor bumps with their Beard & Brow Cleanse & Shape service. Additionally, both towns offer specialized facials for sensitive skin, acne-prone complexions, and those seeking anti-aging solutions.

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Manhor: Elevating Men Grooming to a New Standard Near You

In the fast-paced world of today, where every moment counts, the modern man haircut near me understands the importance of self-care and presenting his best self to the world. It's not just about looking good; it's about feeling confident, energized, and ready to take on whatever comes his way. This is where Manhor steps in – a haven for men who believe in embracing the 'me' in grooming.

Unveiling a New Experience in Grooming and Body Care

Manhor isn't just another barbershop; it's a revolutionary concept in men's grooming that goes beyond the traditional haircut. At Manhor, we offer the ultimate experience in grooming and body care services tailored exclusively for men. From precision haircuts to indulgent facials, we've created an environment where men can unapologetically focus on themselves and their well-being.

Breaking Stereotypes in Men's Grooming

Gone are the days when grooming for men was limited to a simple shave. Manhor challenges the conventional norms and encourages men to explore a diverse range of grooming services. Whether it's waxing, tanning, or a rejuvenating facial, we believe that grooming should be an enjoyable experience. We're breaking stereotypes and inviting men to have fun with their grooming routines.

A First-Class Men's Beauty and Grooming Studio

Step into Manhor, and you'll instantly sense the exclusive atmosphere of a top-notch men's club. Our studio is designed to make you feel pampered, comfortable, and in control of your grooming journey. Our skilled professionals are dedicated to providing you with personalized services that cater to your unique needs and style preferences.

You Deserve the Manhor Experience

At Manhor, we understand that today's man is dynamic, ambitious, and unapologetically himself. You work hard, play hard, and pursue life with passion – and you deserve a grooming experience that aligns with your lifestyle. Manhor isn't just a haircut; it's a commitment to your well-being, confidence, and overall success.

Exploring the Manhor Advantage: A Grooming Oasis Near You

In the hustle and bustle of everyday life, men often find themselves neglecting the importance of self-care. However, at Manhor, we're rewriting the script on men's grooming, creating a space where you can prioritize yourself without compromise.

The Manhor Philosophy: Fun in Grooming

Gone are the days when grooming was synonymous with a mundane routine. Manhor encourages men to redefine grooming as a fun and enjoyable experience. Our services go beyond the conventional, offering everything from waxing to tanning and indulgent facials. We believe that grooming should be a celebration of self, and we're here to make that celebration extraordinary.

Beyond the Basics: Precision Haircuts and More

While we take pride in our precision haircuts, Manhor is more than just a place for a trim. Our skilled professionals are dedicated to providing a holistic grooming experience. Step into our first-class men's beauty and grooming studio, where every detail is curated to make you feel like a valued member of an exclusive club.

Exclusive Atmosphere, Personalized Service

At Manhor, we understand that every man is unique, and so are his grooming needs. Our studio is designed to provide an exclusive atmosphere where you can relax and enjoy personalized services. Our professionals are committed to understanding your individual style, ensuring that every visit to Manhor is an experience tailored just for you.

Top 10 Barbershops in Canada and GTA: Get the Fresh Cut You Deserve

Canada:

Van-Thi Barber & Hair Styliste (Toronto, ON)

Barber Brothers (Toronto, ON)

Maverick Barber Studio (Toronto, ON)

Xbow Barbers Lounge (Toronto, ON)

Nero Gentlemen's Grooming Club (Toronto, ON)

Mankind Grooming Studio For Men (Toronto, ON)

Crows Nest Barbershop (Toronto, ON)

Empire Barber Shop (Toronto, ON)

Manstop (Toronto, ON)

RendezVous (Toronto, ON)

GTA:

Men Zone Barbershop (Mississauga, ON)

Town Barber (Toronto, ON)

Glassbox Barbershop (Toronto, ON)

Onyx Barbers (Toronto, ON)

Cut N Run (Toronto, ON)

Fade Room (Toronto, ON)

Axe and Hatchet (Toronto, ON)

Throne Barbershop (Toronto, ON)

Terry's Hair Studio (Toronto, ON)

Prestige Studio For Men (Toronto, ON)

These barbershops offer a variety of services, including haircuts, beard trims, and shaves. They also have experienced barbers who can help you find the perfect cut for your face shape and hair type.

If you're looking for a barbershop that offers a unique experience, some of the barbershops on this list also offer additional services, such as:

Van-Thi Barber & Hair Styliste offers a variety of hair treatments, including hot oil treatments and deep conditioning treatments.

Barber Brothers offers a variety of beard grooming services, including beard shaping and beard oil treatments.

Maverick Barber Studio offers a variety of men's grooming services, including facials and waxing.

Xbow Barbers Lounge offers a variety of hair styling services, including pompadours and undercuts.

Nero Gentlemen's Grooming Club offers a variety of men's grooming services, including massages and manicures.

No matter what you're looking for in a barbershop, these 10 barbershops are sure to have you covered. Book your appointment today and get the fresh cut you deserve!

Conclusion:

When you're looking for a barbershop, it's important to choose one that has experienced barbers and offers the services you need. The 10 barbershops on this list are all excellent options, and they're sure to give you the perfect cut. So book your appointment today and get ready to look your best!

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I thought French people were elegant, but they’re disgusting! This is full of young men in streetwear and always with joggers and that horrible music they call “drill”, I cannot handle it, it’s giving me headaches!

I understand you very well. At least your hotel is an oasis of peace and culture. I love the Molitor. But while you're sipping your Negroni with a view of the pool, you're suddenly overcome by a powerful desire to smoke a cigarette. You would probably get one here in the hotel, but you go out into the street. If you remember correctly, there was a tobacco store somewhere…

There it is again, that annoying music… It's coming from the staff entrance of the hotel. In front of it a couple of young lads, obviously taking a smoke break. Your craving for a smoke is enormous, you can't help but ask the lads if one of them has a cigarette for you. One of the fellows pulls out a cigarette from behind his ear, hands it to you, gives you a light and blows his smoke in your face. Fuck, you don't know right now whether to be disgusted or to get horny. In any case, you are confused, turn around and leave. Off you go in search of the tobacco store.

When you get back to the hotel bar, you have smoked four cigarettes. The ice in the Negroni has melted. The waiter asks you if you want a fresh one. Somehow you don't feel like drinking anymore. And you order a mint tea. You take a cigarette and watch some drill videos on your cell phone. Obviously too loud. A waiter asks you to please use headphones. Annoyed, you ask for the bill and go to your room. Drill has to be heard loudly.

The next morning you go to breakfast right after the fadschr. What is halal and what is not is not marked. It's a shitty hotel anyway. Everything is full of infidels, alcohol and sin. After breakfast, you pack your sports bag and check out. Fortunately, a few of your pals are sitting smoking at the staff entrance. They recommend a small guesthouse not far away. Cool neighborhood. Lots of clubs and shisha bars. And good stores to buy you something to wear. For the mosque a Thobe. And maybe one or two new tracksuits.

Your hair is already quite long again. And also your beard could be brought into shape. Around the corner, you'll find a barbershop with loud drill coming from it. In front of it a row of brothers. You ask if you can get an appointment. You should wait a cigarette length, and then it's your turn. Paris is great!

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