As a man, sometimes you look around at the world and simply exclaim "ffffuuuuccckkkkkk." I believe it was Marcus Aurelius or maybe Epictetus who codified this feeling when he said "it's hard out here for a pimp." (It could've been Seneca, but definitely one of the Stoics. Moving on.) The point is that we need a place to be. To unwind. To take care of ourselves. And John's shop is one of those places. He's got an old school vibe, meaning that you will see a straight razor during your visit, but since you're not a rival Capo and you're not in 1928 Chicago, you've got nothing to fear. What you will get is a dude who will make you feel welcome, talk shit with you for 45 minutes, and you'll leave feeling better than ever. I drive an hour just to see the guy and have an a standing appointment every six weeks. He could charge double and it would still be a bargain. Go see John because he's awesome and you fucking deserve it. read more