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Jessica stood proudly before her full length mirror brushing out her hale raven locks.  Her piercing blue eyes shone from beneath the flowing curtains of midnight silk that hung down either side of her face, falling in an elegant smooth flow all the way to her calves.  She sighed as the brush traveled the length down, and she had to lift her tresses up to be able to get to the ends.  The soft black hair caressed her legs as she let it flop free, admiring the gentle sway as the thick tresses settled back into place. Today she had a consult at a new salon that specialized in very long hair, and she was assured they would help her realize her d