So it wasn't a stretch to apply some of the shampoo onto my face while lathering my hair, and better yet, let the stuff sit for a while for a deep-pore clean.
The first intimation that something was amiss was when my eyes started to burn. The stuff somehow managed to seep under my shut lids, a veritable Drano for my light pipes. Then it was my cheeks, specifically, around the cheekbones. Last was my nose, red and looking like I'd been out in the sun for too long.
This happened last weekend. Even now, you can see still see the scars.
BTW, I used Head & Shoulders for Dry Scalp.
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When we discover the true lives of other people, the real world beneath the world of appearance, we get as many surprises as on visiting a house of plain exterior which inside is full of hidden treasures, torture-chambers, or skeletons.—Marcel Proust

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