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We find his group fast, enveloped into handshakes and hugs and I even recognize a couple of familiar faces of people I have accompanied Arrick with over the years. I’m passed from person to person, as we reacquaint and Arrick is caught in the throes of welcomes and back slaps. He’s always been a sociable and friendly guy. He eases into the whole guy among guys thing so fluidly, at home with his circle of friends and at ease to just be Arry. Not a rich Carrero tycoon, or even Arrick Carrero, fighter extraordinaire.

The club is pretty cool, one I’m sure I have never been to, and it’s obvious the door fee is higher than most places, by the type of people milling around. It screams trendy, upmarket and stinks of money. I’m surprised that he comes here. I know they usually opt for classier places, but normally he likes more middle ground clubs. Affordable for his friends who are not born into money, and this is not one of those. Knowing him, he probab