“Nineteen-fifty-seven is the original date - my grandmother told me, and she’s always right,” said Faucett, his eyes twinkling beneath a shaved head, his 6-foot-two frame leaning over a faded red barber’s chair, its arms cracked after decades of use. When Freddie died in 2004, his grandson became the latest Carter to control the scissors.
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