We passed the barbershop on the corner of our street on our way home from dinner. It was 8 p.m. and this little guy was having his hair cut. He appeared to be about five. The barber seemed to be trying to explain to his dad that he had a hard to control cowlick.
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Everything is open at night, moreso than in the day. One of our favorite places is a carwash by day and restaurant by night.
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