A hairdresser from the past, in a word, the Council of Ministers. At the reception, guests are greeted by a woman with an eternally dissatisfied face, as if they had come to her house. Sometimes you can even run into rudeness. The room leaves much to be desired... Only one master performs children's haircuts, and if she does not work, you will not be hired, even if there is not a single person in the barbershop, even though all the hairdressers are universal.