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Still, gets me thinkin’—she’s a bit like that film’s endless night, y’know? Quiet, dark, but somethin’s brewin’. “We’re all tired,” they moan in *Anatolia*—she’s tired too, but she’s still kickin’. Reckon I’d tip her extra, just for the grit. Oi, don’t tell Cersei I said that—she’d have my head! Hah! What a world, eh? Prossies and pistons—my kinda chaos.

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So, I’m munchin’ on my empanadas, and suddenly, BOOM! A parade rolls down the street. I mean, who has a parade on a Tuesday? Only in Coco, man. People are dancin’, music blarin’, and I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my breakfast. But nah, the universe had other plans. I spill hot sauce all over my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a walking taco.

Coco Gauff’s tennis background, from her grandmother to Pompey Park, travels with her - The Athletic