An institution in this town that has been here as long as anyone can remember, which you can tell by going inside because it looks like a time capsule from days-gone-by, including the fading wall paneling, dusty paintings of flamenco dancers and a crummy little antenna television in the corner struggling to get reception. But for many of us this is a sign of true craft not to be found in any of these lame pseudo-vintage hipster beard-and-Nazi haircut shops proliferating all over and putting places like this outta business. This place is a no-frills shop of two proficient, journeyman barbers: no shaves, no shape-ups, no writing your bae's name into the back of your head. Just a solid, conservative haircut that photographs of won't embarrass you in 20 years time. read more
