<strong>Sunset club - Sunday morning</strong><br/><br/>"Let me."  Mary said quietly and gently took the hairbrush from Carrie.  The street doctor began brushing the girls hair with long slow strokes, more gently than the girl herself had.  Zen was an overused word, in Nash's opinion, but there was a certain Zen to be found in brushing hair.  brushing each other's hair was the easiest mutual grooming female social ritual to be found out in the field.  The fact that the sight of women brushing each others' hair sometimes caused male troopers to nearly drown in their own drool was a feature of the activity, not a bug.