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Stylist Piluca Strips Away Jessica's Certainties.

Jessica had always been a very charming woman, the kind who knew that her appearance was her best calling card. Her entire life revolved around the image she projected: always well-dressed, striking, with just the right clothes to stand out, often wearing miniskirts. She was slim, with a slender figure that she knew how to highlight, and her hair—a long, brown mane with blonde highlights—was her pride. Every strand, perfectly cared for, shone with golden highlights when sunlight touched it. Jessica had spent her whole life maintaining that mane, which moved like a cascade when she walked, always perfectly styled, an extension of her own personality. People knew her for it, and she was well aware of that. She had always been the one to draw attention wherever she went, the one who never had trouble flirting or finding a new attractive boyfriend. And to maintain that image, she trusted only the best: one of the most expensive hair salons in the city, where they had known her for over ten