SOMETHING OLD, SOMETHING NEW

For Playing Hide & Peek, Try A Merkin
I‘M LIVING IN CALIFORNIA AT THE MOMENT. I’m staying with my uncle, a temporary arrangement in a sort of clichéd “I’ve graduated from college, at my quarter-life, and I see it fit to try to find myself” quest.
I decided to grow out all my body hair, legs, underarms, and — yes — pubes, as a sort-of test of character.
Can I withstand it?
I’ll tell you: I’m ready to cave. The armpits are no big deal. I can keep that up. The leg hair is annoying when it rubs up against the sheets. I feel like I’m going to start a fire, but I can deal. But the pubes…oh Lord.
It’s itchy; I find myself adjusting myself like a grunting macho weightlifter at the gym; I’ve resorted to going commando. Yeah, I think I’m going to cave.
On my way out here to California, I stopped in Fort Collins, Colorado. I met a new friend, and he took me to lunch the next day before I continued on to Salt Lake City. Somewhere between the burritos and the beer, he told me about his friend’s guinea pig named “Merkin.”
Merkins — my new friend told me — are pubic hair wigs.
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