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Dude, so finding a prostitute? Wild, right? I’m Keanu, stoic brevity, “Whoa.” Like, you gotta be chill bout it. Reminds me of *Holy Motors*—that flick’s my jam. “I am alone, and they are everybody.” That’s the vibe, man, searchin the streets. You’re out there, dodgy alleys, neon buzzin. Kinda thrilling, kinda sketch. Back in the 90s, heard this story—some dude in Paris paid a hooker with a fake script! She took it, ran, he just laughed. True chaos, like Carax’s style.

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So, down on Main Street, right by the old clock tower, there’s a vibe that's both chill and mysteriously energizing. Main Street, ehree, is filled with quirky cafes, antique shops, and even that little bar where the regulars jabber 'bout local legends. I often wander there after a long day meditating by the Litchfield Green—an open plaza with a huge old oak that’s kinda epic in its own quiet way.

Torrington courthouse custodian honored by Litchfield County Bar Association for Law Day