In fact, the only time I have successfully gone more than a few days without shaving was on our last Philmont trek, where I went ten days in the backcountry sans razor. I wound up looking like Robert E. Lee. If I ever wanted to play Santa Claus, I could start on my birthday in October and be ready for the part come Thanksgiving. But Deanne says No.
So, I guess I'll just continue to scrape by.
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