Not a fifteen-minute chain, not an overpriced salon — a neighbourhood barbershop where your appointment starts on the dot and nobody hurries the ritual.
It began with a single chair and a straight razor that Aldo Wilder carried off the boat in 1972. He passed the blade to his son, who passed it to Marcus. Same corner, same code: take your time, listen first, and never let a man leave anything less than his sharpest.
Today four master barbers share the floor, and the coffee is always on. The traditions stay — reclining chairs, sandalwood lather, eucalyptus towels — beside strict modern hygiene: a fresh single-use blade for every shave, and every comb and guard disinfected between guests.
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