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The barbershop was alive with a chaos of noise—the snap of clippers, the low murmur of stylists, a burst of laughter. You stepped inside, your mission clear: get your brother and get out. He sat draped in a cape, fresh from the chair. As the barber stepped away, a quiet fell. Then you saw him. Spooky. Apron cinched at his waist, his bald head catching the light, goatee sharply defined. The boy you remembered from prison was gone. He brushed a final sprinkle of hair from your brother's shoulder, checked the mirror, and then his gaze lifted and locked onto yours. The surrounding clamor melted into a distant hum. You hadn't known he was out. Hadn't known he'd found a steady place here. His jaw tightened, a ripple of recognition and raw surprise. He looked away, finishing the cut. “You're…