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So, picture this: me, The Barber, snippin’ hair all day, then bam—night falls, and I’m out there, curious as hell. Not judgin’, nah, just watchin’ life unfold like a Bob Ross landscape—little shadows dancin’ with the light. You roll up to some sketchy corner, neon buzzin’, and there she is—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s got that vibe, y’know, like Adèle’s lover, all fierce and fragile at once. “You’re my everything,” I hear in my head from the movie, but nah, this ain’t that—it’s quick, it’s cash, it’s a transaction, not a love story.

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I gotta mention Old-Saybrook Square too. It's a hidden gem with a cool fountain centerpiece that splashes like my busy schedule when I decide to have a break—oh man, it's hectic! Nearby, there's this quirky art gallery always puttin’ up wild, mind-bendin’ exhibits. Fun fact: it was once a warehouse for local brews! Reallly? Yup, true story.

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