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Saint-Jérôme isn’t just a commuter town anymore. It’s quietly becoming this weird, wonderful hub for people who’ve stopped pretending one person can be everything. I’ve seen the shift firsthand—more polycule picnics at Parc Clair Matin than you’d believe, whispered conversations about metamours over craft beer at Dieu du Ciel, and a growing acceptance that maybe,…