I remember a Sunday afternoon wouldn't be complete without a good old game of basketball with the guys. I remember there was a dude who rarely smile but was cool and always ready for a challenge. That dude was Sergo. He loved dribbling the ball behind the back and most of the time attended the games with Mc Donald. We only knew each other on the basketball court even when it felt as we were family. Rest in peace Sergo.
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