Listen, I gotta hand it to this barber, alright? I walk into his shop, lookin’ like I just rolled outta bed after a long night at the Bada Bing, and this guy? He works some freakin’ magic. I’m talkin’ a haircut so sharp it could cut through a few friend of mine’s egos. The cut? Perfect. Not too tight, not too loose—classy, like a good gabagool sandwich. He’s got those clippers hummin’ like a Cadillac engine, precise, no nonsense. Even cleaned up the neck with that straight razor, smooth as an Italian martini.
The guy’s got an eye for detail, capisce? Listened when I said I wanted somethin’ that says “I run this town” but still keeps it low-key for, y’know, business meetin’s. Didn’t rush me neither—took his time. Shop’s clean, smells like aftershave and none of that cheap cologne crap.
Five stars, no question. This guy’s the real deal, a freakin’ artist with the scissors. I’m lookin’ in the mirror now, feelin’ like I could take on New York and Philly combined. I’ll be back, and I’m tellin’ my boys to get their butts over here. Keep it up, pal—you’re doin’ God’s work.

As always, a five star haircut. Enjoyable conversation, on-time reservation and super haircut. Alwaus a pleasure to visit Chris. Thanks again!

Chris did an excellent job!