Thursday, 9 October 1997
/Providence, RI
Sarah and Steve and I are at a barber shop in Providence, and Steve’s getting a haircut. He’s done, and described it as “outstanding.” Joseph’s Barber Shop. We went around to a few stores, found a tobacco store, and went to a really great Portuguese general store that had all these records—Fado records, etc.—no way in hell to know what’s good and what’s not. This store has everything, all kinds of weird misc. products. I will return here, I hope, each day I remain in Providence.