Lock Of Hair
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A Lock of John Lennon's Hair Has Sold for $35,000 at Auction
TIME MAGAZINE - Feb. 21, 2016
The hair was cut by a German barber in 1966 ahead of the filming of the movie How I Won The War.
An unnamed buyer has forked out $35,000 for a lock of John Lennon's hair that was cut from the Beatles' star's head 50 years ago, the BBC reports.
The four-inch lock cut by a German barber in 1966 ahead of the filming of the movie How I Won The War was "the largest lock of Lennon's hair ever sold at auction," according to Heritage Auction in Dallas, Texas.
The identity of the buyer of the hair was not disclosed.
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This story is based on a true event but it has some imaginary elements added into it.
I recently read an article about John's lock of hair being sold at the Heritage Auction House.
As much as I love John, I found it hard to believe that someone would be ready to pay such an astronomical sum of money in order to buy a lock of John's hair.
I don't know anything about the world related to auctions.
But I find it strange that someone would buy a lock of hair - even if it belongs to John, that I love dearly- for such a staggering sum of money.
After I read his article, that left me speechless, my imagination started working....
And I couldn't help but wonder what would John himself say if he got to know that his lock of hair had been sold for for $35,000.
Wouldn't he find it funny? Wouldn't he be appalled? Wouldn't he think that this money could be used for a more important cause?
What if John's lock of hair had been bought by someone like us?
A regular young girl who leads an ordinary life, who's got her own dreams, her own ambitions?
How far would this girl go, what kind of sacrifice would she be ready to make in order to get a lock of the hair of her favourite Beatle?
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