The Big Oxmox advised him not to go, because there were countless unruly Clippers, reckless Razors, and mischievous Mustaches, but the Little Bold Gentleman didn’t listen. He packed his seven grooming tools, straightened his tie, and set off on his journey.
On his way, he encountered a faded poster. The poster warned the Little Bold Gentleman that many had ventured far and lost their style, leaving only a shadow of their former sharpness. It urged him to return to "Keep Gentleman," the haven for timeless elegance. But no warning could sway him, and soon, a band of careless Stylists ambushed him, tempted him with sloppy cuts and cheap colognes, and dragged him into their unkempt shop. There, they dulled his edge and stole his sophistication.
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