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"A Transformation Through Song: The Tale of a Mysterious Salon Visit" Once upon a time in the year 2021, in a small town in the heart of America, lived a curious 6-year-old boy named Oliver. He was a

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Question: The year is 2021. Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young dad whose no longer in his life's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young aunt's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young uncle whose busy doing other stuff's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday mentioned, birth year mentioned being in the 1970s decade, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be walking to a salon alone for the first as he entered the salon. Have the woman working be a Korean woman with a Korean style pixie cut, a blazer, a blouse and platform sandals with her nails painted and a wedding ring on her finger and jewelry all over her body with a description of the jewelry. Reveal the Korean woman's name, age mentioned, height being shorter than his grandma, weight, birthday, birth year being slightly older than his grandma, hair color and eye color. Have the Korean woman leave the room to get something for the boy's hair cut and have her say to the boy to wait for her to come back and have it be in quoted text and very broken English and halted with misspellings. Have the boy slip his own shoes and socks while he waited as he felt the cold floor beneath his feet as he walked around the barber. Have the boy suddenly need to use the bathroom innocently yelling out he had to potty and have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have the boy decide to go down a hallway thinking it led to the bathroom as he walked with his head up not looking at the ground. Have the boy trip over something losing his balance before looking down realizing he accidentally tripped over the Korean woman's platform sandals and managed to slip them on by accident. Have the boy go to remove them when his clothing evaporated and disappeared scaring him. Have the boy try to remove the platform sandals when his feet started cracking and aging into female feet with red nail polish matching the Korean woman's. Have the boy frantically pull the platform sandals trying to remove them to stop the changes as they crept up his legs and he started changing more finally removing the platform sandals but not stopping the changes. Have the boy say he's gonna miss mommy and grandma so much and he didn't do anything wrong and just had to potty and he doesn't wanna be an icky girl have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have him somehow realize in his heart he's older than his grandma and much older than his mom and aunt causing him to cry. Have the boy be scared as he worriedly started singing a song his mom always taught him to sing when he was scared. Have his whole body morph and mature into the woman's as an identical outfit formed on him as he looked exactly like the woman minus the jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals. Have the boy's memories start altering as his voice and accent changed into a Korean one. Have the boy continue singing the song to calm himself down as his memories altered completely causing his innocent song to turn into a traditional female Korean song midway through and have it be in quoted text with the English song lyrics changing into the traditional Korean song and translated and also written in English too. Please have the boy be singing an American lullaby and have it be in quoted text as it morphs into a traditional Korean song having the quoted text morph midway through but also having the Korean song also be translated. Have the woman smile as she finished singing before looking down at her outfit before spotting her jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals strutting over to where her jewelry was adding it all to her outfit as well as adding her wedding ring being specific about what she was adding and where she was adding it and how she was adding it. Have her then pick up her platform sandals walking to a nearby chair and sitting down and slipping the platform sandals onto her feet. Have her then adjust her outfit and her platform sandals in a feminine way doing womanly things as she walked around her salon with detailed descriptions on how she adjusted her outfit and even her hair and adjusted her platform sandals and with very detailed descriptions on how she adjusted her platform sandals. Please include a detailed description of how she adjusted her platform sandals on her feet. Have reality change to where she remembered removing her platform sandals and jewelry and wedding ring with an explanation for why she did given and that she had just decided to put her platform sandals and wedding ring and jewelry all back on and include it in the story. Have the woman look around her salon wondering where the kid she was waiting on went strutting around loudly and worriedly before saying out loud that she wondered where the little boy went saying she wondered how he disappeared without her noticing as she never left the room and have it be in quoted text in very broken English with words spelled wrong and halted English and forgetting the word for disappear saying something else. Have her continue to tidy up her salon being specific on what she was doing while happily strutting around in her platform sandals hearing the thump they made each time they hit the ground as she walked singing a traditional Korean song while she worked. Have her start sweeping glancing down at her platform sandals on her feet deciding to adjust them once again before grabbing her broom and continuing to sweep.

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Once upon a time, in the sunny state of Florida, lived a sprightly 6-year-old named Kevin. Kevin was an early riser, always the first to greet the sun with his shining azure eyes. The sun would frolic and play hide-and-seek, drawing russet highlights over Kevin's chestnut hair styled in a neat, boyish cut. This 3'9", 48-pound boy was born on April 3, 2015, imparting him the gift of spring's essence, the propensity of sparking joy. Kevin lives with his exquisitely beautiful, 23-year-old mother, Jennifer. A single mother, Jennifer stands at a height of 5’5” and has a slender yet sturdy build of 120 pounds. She has bright green eyes that brought forth the color of early spring leaves and a gorgeous mane of jet-black hair which she typically wears in a carefree, tousled bob. Jennifer was born on September 23, 1997, in the same state where she still resides. Kevin's father, Tom, aged 25, disappeared from their lives a few years ago. Tall and lanky, Tom stands at 6'2", weighing around 175 pounds with a birthday on December 5, having been born in 1995. His short, sandy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes are traits that Kevin, fortunately, did not inherit, giving Jennifer solace. Aunt Emily, Kevin's mother's younger sister, is another crucial part of Kevin's life. She's 21, her petite frame and vivacious energy making her the perfect play companion for Kevin. With her 5'2" height, weight of 110 pounds, and her birthday on June 4, 1999, Emily could easily pass for a kid herself, her auburn hair pulled back into a bee-stung ponytail and playful hazel eyes adding to her youthful charm. In contrast, Uncle Mike, on his usual escapade, is scarcely around, though Kevin adores him. Mike is 24 years old, towering at 6'4" and weighing about 195 pounds. His strong and athletic body, dark blonde hair worn in a modest, low fade cut, and cool, grey eyes were telltale similarities to Kevin's father. His birthday is on October 15, 1996. Grandma Rose, at 51 years old, is a nurturing presence of the family, showering Kevin with her love and life's wisdom. Born on February 12, 1970, she is a woman of an average build, weighing around 140 pounds, and stands at 5 feet 6 inches tall. Her once dark brown hair has now started to grey gracefully near the temples and cascades to her shoulders in soft waves. Her warm brown eyes have a twinkle that provides comfort to all around her. One fine day, Kevin decided to walk to a local salon all by himself for the first time. "Suzie's Salon" was famous worldwide, and it was run by a Korean woman named Suzie. Suzie was a rampantly glowing woman at the age of 54, slightly older than Kevin's grandma. Born on April 15, 1967, she was merely 4'11" tall and weighed around 110 pounds. Suzie was known for being an impeccably dressed woman, her Korean-style pixie cut with jet black hair being a trademark. Her monolid eyes were a deep shade of brown, appearing black unless caught in the light. Suzie's style signature was a chic blazer over a delicate blouse, paired perfectly with flared trousers and an enchanting pair of platform sandals. Suzie left Kevin to fetch some tools for his haircut saying, “Patie boy, you wit. Me come bavk.” Suzie’s English was rough around the edges, yet intelligent and conveyed her thoughts well. While waiting, Kevin decided to play a little; he slipped off his shoes and socks, allowing the cool tile to caress his feet. He giggled before wandering around, curiosity escalating with every step. “Miss Suzie! Me gotta potty!” Kevin declared abruptly in the most innocent way. His eyes fell on a seemingly promising hallway and decided to explore, his small towhead bobbing as he walked. Kevin tripped over something, an object hidden from his field periphery. Glancing down, he found himself experiencing an amusing predicament—his feet were snuggly enmeshed in the peaks and valleys of Suzie’s towering platform sandals. As he fumbled to de-shoe himself, the outlandish impossibility unfolded before his eyes. His blue-jean shorts and white tee shirt vaporized into thin air, leaving him vulnerable, and in the same beat, his skin began to morph. His feet, young and smooth, started to crack and age into a woman's, the nails painted a bright shade of vermilion identical to Suzie’s. “I didn’t do nuffin’ wrong! Just gotta potty! Don't wanna be a icky gurl. Gonna miss mommy and grandma,” blurted Kevin in bewilderment, the platform sandals finally off. Throughout the disjointed transformation, Kevin started humming a lullaby his mother had taught him, trying to reassure himself. "Hush, little baby, don't say a word..." his treble voice quavered in the unfamiliar setting. And then, just as his physique was caught between his and Suzie's, the lullaby transitioned inexplicably, becoming a traditional Korean song—"Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo…" And just like that, Kevin was no more. Standing in the quaint salon in place of a six-year-old boy was the svelte figure of Suzie, wearing the exact copy of her outfit, sans the jewelry and platform sandals. Somehow, though his memories were being rewritten, a latent part of Kevin was cognizant and terrified—he was now older than his dear grandma and mother. Feeling like a lost puppet whose strings were being pulled in multiple directions, the transformed Kevin found solace in singing, “…crossing over Arirang Pass. The one who abandoned me…” With every note of this traditional Korean song, the reinvented Kevin's voice and accent were becoming more Korean. As the metamorphosis completed and the song faded, an inexplicable calm settled over the Korean woman standing in the salon. She brushed her hair to the side, the vivid realization of her transformation sinking in. With a quiet sigh, she glanced around the room, scanning every corner before walking over to the counter where her jewelry lay. One by one, she picked up each ornamental piece—a set of gold hoops, a pearl chain, a silver bangle, adorned herself efficiently, each item finding its designated slot on her transformed body. Her diamond wedding band was next, the circular piece of jewelry slipped onto her ring finger. All that was left was her pair of platform sandals. Making her way to a nearby chair, she sat down, sliding her feet into the heeled beauties. Bending down, she manually adjusted each strap, ensuring the sandals hugged her feet perfectly. She wriggled her toes for good measure, the tip of her bright red nails peeking out from the open toe design. A nod of satisfaction later, she was striding elegantly across the room, the sound of her sandals clicking rhythmically against the tiled floor echoing in the silence of the salon. As she walked, she could not shake off a weird feeling of déjà vu as if she had repeated these actions before. But then she remembered: she had removed her sandals, jewelry, and wedding ring earlier to give her aching body some rest, the long hours spent standing taking their toll. Looking around the salon, she wondered where the young boy had vanished. “Vhere little boy? How he gone I no leave room?” her dulcet voice echoing with confusion. But since he was nowhere to be found, she went about tidying up her salon, adjusting her platform sandals periodically as they were still fairly new and stiff. Her regular thudding footsteps and hummed traditional Korean song provided a comforting rhythm as she worked, lost in thoughts. As she swept the floor, she glanced down at her platform sandals, elegantly crowning her painted toenails. Frowning, she decided to adjust them once again. Slipping them off, refluffing the insoles, and trying them on again, she finally felt comfortable. "Repetition makes perfect," Suzie mused, her shifted life embracing duality and the inexplicable in equal measure.

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April 28, 2024, 9:52 a.m.

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Published: Sunday, April 28, 2024

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