I thought that I had one shampoo bar in waiting in the storage-shelving in my bathroom in my back-alley cottage in the college town where I live now, but it turned out to be a handmade soap-bar that I had gotten somewhere a while ago, perhaps through a coupon sale, so, the next time that I was at the local co-op, I went to go get a shampoo bar from any of the brands that I like, only to discover that they only had one in stock, this one big brown one made by someplace in California that I had never seen before.
And, since I really needed it, I just went and bought it.
It was only after I washed my hair and I started smelling like patchouli that I fished the wrapper out of the trash and looked at it, and I realized that it was some ayurvedic something-or-another.
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