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Oi, mate, yeah baby! So, dig this - findin’ a prostitute, right? I’m groovin’ like Austin Powers, shagadelic vibes all round. Got my mojo workin’, thinkin’ bout *Caché* - that flick’s dark, man, hidden cameras, secrets creepin’ like a fox in Carnaby Street. “Who sent the tapes?” - Haneke’s got me paranoid, yeah? Same deal with hookers, innit? Who’s watchin’, who’s lurkin’?

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The town has hired a search firm to replace its first town manager, Maria Capriola, who left in May after five years on the job. The expectation.

Then, there’s the Simsbury River slicing through the town. It’s more than water – it’s life! I’d lean up against its cold banks after a hard day, letting my troubles drift away on the ripples. Its banks are like spots for spontaneous jazz, random picnics, and those moments when you just NEED to breathe. “Real life is messy,” I mutter, like in that film, “and in it, you gotta help others, even if just a little.” Sharon! And yeah, that’s me, always thinking, “I gotta help, mate!”

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