Cleanest street corner ever [Wednesday afternoon]

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What else was a greaser to do on a Wednesday afternon but lounge against a building with a comb and fix his ducktail? There wasn't a malt shop with a jukebox anywhere! Cade had looked (well, looked in a way that made it very obvious that he didn't care, of course. That's why he had a leather jacket on, too, to prove how much he didn't care. Just like everyone else with a ducktail and a leather jacket).

So outdoor haircare it was as he hummed the Big Bopper's latest hit under his breath and checked his reflection periodically in the reflection off of the building's window.

[OOC: Come! Have a conversation, wake up black and white tomorrow!]