That peach-colored hair of the woman on the lower left is something you see a lot in Lisbon. It's not just on older women, where it's obviously had some chemical refreshing, but on younger women as well. You wouldn't think so many people would choose to dye their hair that color, but I haven't seen it on any men.
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