There’s a particular shop when you are about to step out from it you willingly let the shop owner/cashier fumble about in your wallet/purse/handbag, and let them play around with your cash/card without any loath.
Know where? It’s the Nail Saloon. Everyone walks out becoming a princess.
“Honey pass me the salt please because I just got my nails done.”
Yes I just did my mani and pedi today at a tiny nail saloon in 1U. It’s not even half my room’s width but boy was the business good. The owner had to ask every walk-in customer to go for lunch/tea break/dinner first and come back later because there are not enough manicurists to do the jobs. read more
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