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... g sun streaked through sheer curtains.
Inside the presidential suite, Sam sat sprawled on the edge of a velvet armchair, hands buried in his hair, frustration dripping off him like sweat after a derby match.
"This is ridiculous," he muttered, his voice low but heated. "I can’t step outside without being mobbed!" He complained.
"Can you imagine?"
"I mean, I just want to step outside and play a little street ball... home, with the boys, you know? Feel the dust again ...
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