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Even seated, Pastry Chef Chris couldn’t help but grimace over the top of his grande iced green tea cooler. ‘Maybe you slept wrong,’ I offered. His response: ‘How does one sleep wrong on a foot?’
The Friday evening IM was as unexpected as it was emphatic. Fifteen hours til Donn’s movers were coming, and he wasn’t done boxing yet. Good thing he was only moving next door. They say you learn a lot about a person when you help them move. Mostly, things you never expected to find out.