That Saloon Thang
There's loads of saloons in Al Ain, in fact there are loads of them in the UAE. They have to round the cowboys up at closing time when they're all swinging on them saloon doors having drunk too much wallop. Often you'll find a guy playing honky tonk in the corner, the gas lights flicker and then in walks the local hoodlum, guns a-blazin'. Everyone ducks under chairs, the buxom broad upstairs starts screaming and then it all goes quiet. The lights go back on and it appears that the hood has left and everything returns to normal once the glass has been cleared up and the sawdust changed.
We don't have this kind of excitement in Al Ain saloons. Oh no, just a quick trim and a splash of scent. The rest of the world call them SALONS. Hats off to the one place in Al Ain that's got it right: Lou Lou Salon near Choithrams and that's coz the lady who runs it knows French. They do a great eyebrow thread, by the way...
Getting ready for guns at high noon.....
We don't have this kind of excitement in Al Ain saloons. Oh no, just a quick trim and a splash of scent. The rest of the world call them SALONS. Hats off to the one place in Al Ain that's got it right: Lou Lou Salon near Choithrams and that's coz the lady who runs it knows French. They do a great eyebrow thread, by the way...
Getting ready for guns at high noon.....
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