0:06

The crowd is super loud,

0:08

the court feels electric.

0:11

Under the bright

0:13

lights, sweat drips

0:15

from my forehead as

0:18

I spread to the

0:20

other side of the

0:22

court. I glance up

0:24

at the scoreboard. We're

0:26

behind. But we're still

0:28

in this. A.D.

0:40

is a W.N.B. player who spends

0:42

their life committed to

0:44

their love of basketball.

0:47

Their unrelenting passion for the

0:49

sport means that, as they

0:51

grow up, being a basketball

0:53

player feels like their whole

0:55

identity. In this week's episode,

0:57

A.D. shares the story of what

1:00

happens when basketball is taken

1:02

away from them, and they

1:04

learn how our identity doesn't have

1:07

to be all or nothing. AD

1:09

discovers that there's a whole

1:11

spectrum of ways of being

1:13

available to us, and many

1:16

ways we can express who we

1:18

are. In this series, we combine

1:20

immersive first-person stories, breathtaking

1:22

music, and mindfulness prompts,

1:24

so that we may

1:26

see our lives reflected

1:28

back to us in

1:30

other people's stories. And

1:32

that can lead to

1:34

improvements in our inner

1:36

lives. From

1:39

weight what? This is

1:42

meditative story. I'm Rahan,

1:45

and I'll be your

1:47

guide. The

2:10

body relaxed. The body

2:12

breathing. Your senses open.

2:15

Meeting the world. minutes.

2:17

I run my hand

2:19

along the edge of

2:22

my desk. Feel the

2:24

weird scrapes and scratches

2:26

that have been dug

2:29

into the wood. My

2:31

foot bounces impatiently against

2:33

the floor. I'm wearing

2:36

the same shoes I

2:38

wear every day. Blue

2:40

and white Carmelo Anthony

2:43

Jordans. They're busted up,

2:45

but they're my favorite.

2:47

And they're ready. I'm

2:50

ready. I'm 13 years

2:52

old and I can't

2:54

wait for school to

2:57

be over. Our teacher

2:59

goes over what will

3:01

do next class, what

3:04

our homework will be.

3:06

We're supposed to copy

3:08

down the preamble to

3:10

the U.S. Constitution, but

3:13

I already did that.

3:15

I'm always the first

3:17

one done because I

3:20

want to be the

3:22

first one out the

3:24

door. There are about

3:27

20 kids in my

3:29

class. We sit in

3:31

five rows, four desk

3:34

each. I'm always in

3:36

the front. Everyone else

3:38

has their head down.

3:41

But I've already finished.

3:43

And my eyes go

3:45

back to the clock.

3:48

Ten more minutes. It's

3:50

like a countdown. I'm

3:52

excited. feel

3:55

a rush

3:57

go through

3:59

my body. Every

4:04

day, I look forward to

4:06

that bell ringing because

4:08

as soon as school is done, I

4:10

can go outside. I

4:13

could play basketball with my friends

4:15

and I love basketball.

4:21

Whether I'm having a good day

4:24

or a bad day. Basketball

4:27

is something I can

4:29

always go to. I

4:32

can count on it to bring me through.

4:36

Basketball is who I

4:38

am. Man,

4:47

I'm just so excited to get

4:50

home and play. TJ,

4:55

I'm open. My

4:58

younger brother TJ dribbles the

5:00

ball around the half court

5:02

in our backyard. I

5:05

stand with my arms in the

5:07

air, my feet planted. I

5:10

feel the breeze through the open

5:12

sides of my sleeveless t -shirt. My

5:15

hair is in cornrows. My

5:19

mom tells me to put my hair

5:21

in a ponytail. But

5:23

this just feels right. The

5:27

court is filled with kids

5:29

from the neighborhood. This crew

5:31

knows how to come here

5:33

every day after school. We

5:35

take turns playing pick

5:37

up. We

5:40

lower the goal to

5:42

about seven feet because we

5:44

like to dunk. It's

5:48

all boys

5:50

and me. As

5:55

usual, I'm team

5:58

captain, but TJ... still

6:00

won't pass the ball. I'm the

6:02

best out here. I don't need

6:05

to pass, he shouts. I'll laugh.

6:07

He laughs too. That's T.J. He's

6:09

a shooter. We're only 14 months

6:11

apart and we just

6:14

click. We're always together. He's

6:16

a great athlete, but

6:18

his main sport is

6:20

football. I'm all about basketball.

6:23

T.J. Squares his shoulders.

6:25

Looking up to put up

6:27

a shot. But the defense

6:30

is all over him. I

6:32

wave my hands. Finally,

6:34

he passes the ball.

6:37

I dribble, one, two,

6:40

and I drive to

6:42

the basket. A taller

6:44

kid tries to block.

6:46

I palm the ball and

6:49

leap into the air.

6:51

Boom! I dunk on him.

6:53

Block that. I shout

6:55

as the goal shakes

6:57

back and forth. It

6:59

doesn't stop shaking. My

7:02

dad is grilling on

7:04

the patio nearby. He

7:06

wipes his hands on

7:08

his apron. That's my girl,

7:10

he calls out. I try

7:13

to smile, but it's more

7:15

of a grimace. Something about

7:17

that, about being caught girl.

7:20

It doesn't feel right, but

7:22

I focus on the game.

7:25

We play for hours. When

7:28

the other kids are gone,

7:30

I train with just me.

7:32

I get shots up, working

7:35

on my dribbling skills. I

7:37

run from one end of

7:40

our big yard to the

7:42

other, just the sand shape.

7:45

I eat, sleep, and crave

7:47

basketball. It's my first

7:49

love. It's more than

7:51

what I do. It's

7:53

who I am. My

7:56

whole identity and I give

7:58

it all I've got Being a

8:01

ball player is the only thing

8:03

I know how to be. There

8:30

is a real passion

8:32

here, an absorption into

8:34

what AD loves. It

8:36

becomes their identity. You

8:39

know, it's human to

8:41

have something that can

8:43

completely absorb us. Oftentimes

8:45

it's work or family.

8:47

What comes up for

8:49

you when you reflect

8:51

on where you give

8:53

your all or where

8:55

you stake your identity?

8:58

What about it gives

9:00

you joy? And as

9:02

AD continues, let's be

9:04

mindful of the tension

9:06

that may come with

9:08

investing our whole being

9:10

into something outside ourselves.

9:45

I follow my dad through

9:48

the hospital's intensive care unit.

9:50

Nurses walk by with clipboards.

9:52

Monitors beep from other rooms.

9:54

My Jordan squeak on the

9:57

floor. I'm a sophomore in

9:59

high school. I came straight

10:01

here from a game. We

10:03

stopped at a sliding door

10:06

towards the end of the

10:08

hallway. My dad asked, are

10:10

you ready to see him

10:13

like this? Yeah, I said,

10:15

I'm good. But when I

10:17

walk into the room, I

10:19

don't know that I'm ready

10:22

for what I see. My

10:24

brother TJ is in the

10:26

bed wearing a pale blue

10:28

hospital gown. His head is

10:31

wrapped in a thick white

10:33

bandage. He has all these

10:35

needles in his arm, the

10:38

IV, the blood pressure machine,

10:40

the tools that make sure

10:42

his vital signs stay good.

10:44

He looks, tired. The operation

10:47

to remove his brain tumors

10:49

has left him weak. I

10:51

sit in the chair next

10:53

to my mom and sister

10:56

and lean over. T.J. Hey,

10:58

T.J. I say quietly. He

11:00

opens his eyes a little.

11:03

I scored 33 points for

11:05

you. We won. He looks

11:07

super groggy. Want me to

11:09

get you some mac and

11:12

cheese? I asked. His eyes

11:14

widen. What's mac and cheese?

11:16

he asked. He breaks out

11:18

a big goofy grin. I

11:21

burst out laughing. He's so

11:23

out of it, but he's

11:25

still TJ. We all laugh.

11:28

We need this. But as

11:30

I look at my brother,

11:32

I think he must be

11:34

so sad. He can't play

11:37

football. He's played since he

11:39

was four years old. It's

11:41

everything to him. Seeing TJ

11:43

like this brings up a

11:46

whole spectrum of feelings that

11:48

I don't have words for.

11:50

The idea that he lost

11:52

something. He loved so much.

11:55

The idea that something like

11:57

this could ever happen to

11:59

me... that I

12:01

would have to walk

12:04

away from my sport,

12:06

my identity. I pushed

12:08

that thought away. It's

12:11

too scary. I doubled

12:13

down on my training.

12:15

I focus on what

12:17

I know how to

12:19

do. I'll keep winning

12:22

games for TJ. And

12:24

that's what I do.

12:29

For me, there's basketball

12:32

and nothing else. I

12:34

scramble for a rebound.

12:37

I stop the other

12:40

player from getting the

12:42

ball. My stance is

12:45

white. Everything is a

12:47

blur of different

12:49

colored jerseys. The

12:51

black and white ones

12:54

belong to the other

12:56

team. The Las Vegas

12:58

Aces. are my team, the

13:00

New York Liberty. It's my

13:03

first year in the W

13:05

NBA. I'm 22, I made

13:08

it. Here we are. The

13:10

crowd is super loud, the

13:13

court feels electric under the

13:15

bright lights of the

13:18

Westchester County Center.

13:20

Sweat drips from my

13:22

forehead as I spread to

13:24

the other side of the court.

13:32

I glance up at

13:34

the scoreboard. We're behind,

13:36

but we're still in

13:38

this. My teammate shoots

13:40

me a pass. I

13:42

start dribbling down the

13:44

court. My heart is

13:47

pumping. Someone is right on

13:49

my heels, but I'm faster. I

13:51

reach the top of the

13:53

key and jump off my

13:55

right foot to shoot. As

13:57

I jump, my hip pops.

14:00

I land hard. Pain

14:02

shoots down my leg.

14:04

It's excruciating. I try

14:06

to breathe, but this

14:08

hurts. It hurts a

14:10

lot. Before the next

14:12

play, I signaled my

14:14

coach. Our team trainer,

14:16

Terry, meets me on

14:18

the sideline in her

14:20

glasses and black suit.

14:22

She looks serious. I

14:24

try to describe how

14:26

I'm feeling, but all

14:28

I can say is,

14:30

it hurts. Something's wrong.

14:33

Terry gets to work,

14:35

wrapping my hip. I

14:37

clench my jaw. My

14:39

coach walks over. How

14:41

she's looking. I grimace,

14:43

my shoulders tense whenever

14:45

someone calls me she.

14:47

It still doesn't feel

14:49

right. But I pushed

14:51

that thought away. I

14:53

want to play. I'm

14:55

good, I say. My

14:57

coach says, why do you always

15:00

say that you're good? Every day

15:02

I ask you, how are you?

15:04

You always say, I'm good. What

15:07

does I'm good mean? I shrug,

15:09

I'm not sure. I just program

15:11

myself to always say, I'm good,

15:14

no matter what. It's the mentality

15:16

that got me here. This isn't

15:18

my first injury. I know what

15:21

I want to do. Push through

15:23

the pain. Get back on the

15:25

court. Put a band-aid over it

15:28

and give it my all. But

15:30

I also know this is my

15:33

job now. I work so hard

15:35

to get to this point. If

15:37

I'm not careful and injury can

15:40

end my career, I try not

15:42

to think about that. I can't

15:44

let the fear creep in. I

15:47

can't lose basketball. I can't be

15:49

not good because, honestly, I don't

15:52

know if there are other ways

15:54

I can be. I

16:00

stare up at the plain

16:02

white ceiling of our living

16:04

room. I hear the low

16:06

hum of the TV mounted

16:08

on the wall. The room

16:11

is cool but I feel

16:13

hot and sweaty. Behind the

16:15

couch I see the door

16:17

to our bedroom. It's closed.

16:19

I'm in the apartment I

16:21

share with my partner on

16:23

an air mattress where I've

16:26

been since I've gotten sick.

16:28

My head throbs, my lungs

16:30

ache, my brain feels foggy,

16:32

I'm nauseous, and I have

16:34

a hard time catching my

16:36

breath, even when lying down.

16:38

When I first test positive

16:41

for COVID in July of

16:43

2020, I can't believe it.

16:45

I think there is no

16:47

way I could have COVID.

16:49

No way. But that's only

16:51

the beginning. Six months later,

16:53

there is no signs of

16:55

improvement. One day, I start

16:58

to feel better. The next,

17:00

I'm in sweats and chills.

17:02

The next, my lungs hurt.

17:04

The next, I'm vomiting. It's

17:06

just nonstop. I haven't played

17:08

a game or even gone

17:10

to a practice in half

17:13

a year. That's after missing

17:15

most of last season because

17:17

of my hip injury. The

17:19

thing I never wanted to

17:21

happen has happened. This isn't

17:23

something I can push through.

17:25

I'm depressed. I'm lost. Honestly.

17:28

I don't know what I

17:30

am. My phone buzzes. My

17:32

brother T.J. is calling. We

17:34

talk every day. He always

17:36

tells me you're gonna get

17:38

through this. I want to

17:40

believe him. T.J. knows what

17:42

it's like to lose his

17:45

sport. He knows how to

17:47

stay true to who he

17:49

is. Without football, he's still

17:51

funny. He reads scripture and

17:53

gets more into his faith.

17:55

He knows how to be

17:57

more than one thing. I

18:00

don't know if I know how to do

18:02

that. I think to myself, man, how'd you

18:05

get through something so hard? You're

18:07

telling me I'm going to get through

18:09

this? And I feel like I'm dying.

18:12

I let the call go to voicemail.

18:14

I'm not ready to talk about all

18:16

of that today. My fiancee Taylor comes

18:18

in to check on me. She carries

18:21

a lot for us these past few

18:23

months. How's my husband feeling?

18:25

She asked. That's what she

18:27

calls me. Husband. Husband. Something

18:29

about that feels right. But

18:32

I still don't know how to

18:34

answer her question. I don't have

18:36

the words for how I feel.

18:38

I closed my eyes. I've been

18:40

seeing a therapist to help me

18:42

with the emotional side effects of

18:45

long COVID. She showed me

18:47

this tool called an emotional

18:49

will. It's a multi-colored circle.

18:52

Each section of the will

18:54

has descriptions of emotions and

18:56

how they connect. in ways

18:59

to be specific when describing

19:01

feelings. It's supposed to help

19:03

me dig deeper. Get

19:05

beyond saying, I'm good, but

19:08

right now, it's hard. I've

19:10

always been a person of

19:12

action, not so much a

19:14

person of words. I look at

19:16

that Taylor and just mumble.

19:18

I'm not good. I roll

19:20

over and close my eyes

19:23

tight. For my whole life,

19:25

my identity. has been clear.

19:28

I'm a basketball player and

19:30

I'm good. That's it. But

19:32

now I'm neither. So what am

19:35

I? Nothing? When I look at

19:37

the spectrum of colors,

19:39

of emotions, of feelings,

19:42

I can't see where I fit

19:44

in. This

19:59

This realization from AD

20:02

hits hard. Describing our

20:04

experience in one narrow

20:06

way can mean we

20:08

get stuck in thinking

20:10

our identity is just

20:12

one thing. But it

20:14

doesn't have to be

20:17

all or nothing. In

20:19

this moment, invite some

20:21

curiosity. And if you

20:23

can, surrender the labels

20:25

that you identify with.

20:27

Giving yourself permission. to

20:30

appreciate the full spectrum

20:32

of how you can

20:34

show up in the

20:36

world. Being open to

20:38

whatever may come. I

20:40

sit on the couch

20:42

at my sister's apartment

20:45

in Buckhead, Georgia. My

20:47

two puppies Max and

20:49

Fendi's. play at my

20:51

feet. They chase each

20:53

other in a circle

20:55

around the long kitchen

20:57

table. I smile down

21:00

at them, but I

21:02

feel weak today. I'm

21:04

nauseous and I've had

21:06

sweats and chills. My

21:08

sister and Taylor sit

21:10

next to me. I

21:13

feel their support. We're

21:15

all here to watch

21:17

something together. Over the

21:19

last couple months, some

21:21

filmmakers make a short

21:23

documentary about me. They

21:25

film my experience with

21:28

long COVID, document my

21:30

struggle. It's part of

21:32

a series about athletes'

21:34

stories. And tonight, it's

21:36

on TV for the

21:38

first time. Everyone quies

21:40

down as the documentary

21:42

starts. I see my

21:44

face on the screen.

21:46

I hear my voice

21:48

narrate my diagnosis, my

21:50

cycle of symptoms, and

21:52

how I give up

21:54

basketball for two years.

21:56

It feels surreal. to

21:58

watch my own story

22:00

play out, scene by

22:02

scene. It feels like

22:04

I'm really... seeing it

22:06

for the first time.

22:08

It's a lot. All

22:10

the emotions I haven't

22:12

known how to process

22:14

flood through me. I

22:16

feel in energy in

22:19

my body and then

22:21

it's like the damn

22:23

breaks. I start to

22:25

cry. Taylor looks over

22:27

at me. She asks.

22:29

My sister looks at me

22:32

too. They both look surprised.

22:34

Even with everything that's happened,

22:37

they haven't seen me cry

22:39

in a long, long time.

22:41

Yeah, I say, through my

22:44

tears, I am. During COVID,

22:46

I'm scared to reflect as

22:49

an athlete. I always look

22:51

forward. Think about the next

22:53

game, the next play, the

22:56

next basket. I say, I'm

22:58

good. And I know I'll

23:00

be good. But seeing my

23:03

struggle play out in the

23:05

documentary, it's impossible to look

23:08

away. I can fully reflect

23:10

on it all. I see

23:12

and hear how I really

23:15

feel, and I see myself

23:17

as a full person. A

23:20

person with so much more

23:22

available to them off the

23:24

court. I think about my

23:27

emotional will. I imagine the

23:29

different words that can help

23:32

me describe what I'm feeling.

23:34

I take a deep breath

23:36

and I say to Taylor,

23:39

I feel overwhelmed and defeated.

23:41

I'm very sad about the

23:43

things that my body has

23:46

had to go through, but

23:48

I'm also happy that I

23:51

made it this far. Taylor

23:54

my sister leaned in to give

23:56

me a big hug. I feel

23:59

their love. and support. I showed them

24:01

how I haven't been good and they fully

24:03

accept me. My phone pings a couple times.

24:05

I looked down and see text from my

24:07

teammates. One says I had no idea you

24:10

were going through so much. I realized I

24:12

didn't even know I was going through so much.

24:14

I didn't let myself think that because I thought

24:16

I had to be one thing. I had to

24:18

be one thing. I had to be one thing.

24:20

I had to be one thing. I had to be

24:22

one thing. I had to be one thing. I had

24:24

to be one thing. I had to be one thing.

24:26

I had to be one thing. I had to be

24:28

one thing. I had I had to play.

24:30

I let basketball define

24:32

me. But as I sit

24:35

here with Taylor and with

24:37

my sister, I start to

24:39

look inward. I'm less afraid

24:41

to explore who I am.

24:43

And I start to realize

24:46

that who I am

24:48

is so much more

24:50

than basketball. There's a

24:52

whole spectrum of things

24:54

and feelings and emotions

24:56

that make up my

24:58

identity. I want

25:02

to make

25:05

sure the

25:08

people in

25:11

my life

25:14

know that.

25:17

I want

25:19

to make

25:22

sure that

25:25

I know that.

25:28

The peanut butter

25:30

leather seats feel warm

25:32

in the late afternoon sun.

25:34

It's been 11 months since

25:37

the documentary came out. My

25:39

dad T.J. and I are

25:41

sitting here in the park

25:43

a lot of an

25:45

Italian restaurant in Louisville,

25:48

Kentucky. We sit here

25:50

calmly. But my heart is

25:52

beating fast. My hands feel

25:55

clammy. My hands feel clammy. I

25:57

have something I want to ask

25:59

my dad. I'm nervous. I've

26:01

never tried to have

26:03

a conversation like this

26:05

with him before, but

26:07

I feel ready. I

26:09

clear my throat. Dad,

26:11

how much are you

26:14

willing to give up

26:16

to accept me for

26:18

me? It's a big

26:20

question and I have

26:22

no idea how he'll

26:24

respond. My heart is

26:26

beating quickly. My dad

26:28

shifts in his seat

26:30

to look at me.

26:32

He says, My whole

26:34

life! His response takes

26:37

my breath away. In

26:39

his eyes, I see

26:41

how much he loves

26:43

me. TJ is quiet

26:45

in the back seat,

26:47

but I feel his

26:49

presence. It's strong. I

26:51

go on. I've been

26:53

thinking a lot about

26:55

my gender identity. I

26:57

go by AD now,

26:59

not Asia. And my

27:02

pronouns are they or

27:04

them. I tell him,

27:06

this feels right for

27:08

so many reasons. It's

27:10

who I am, who

27:12

I've always been. When

27:14

I finish, dad says,

27:16

okay, got it. This

27:18

is a transition. I'm

27:20

gonna do my best.

27:22

He seems excited. Like

27:24

he's been waiting for

27:27

me to express something

27:29

he always knew. A

27:31

huge weight lifts from

27:33

my chest. My dad

27:35

reaches over and we

27:37

hug from our seats

27:39

in the car. I

27:41

think of my emotional

27:43

will. There's so many

27:45

feelings I can identify.

27:47

Relief, joy, peacefulness, optimism,

27:50

content. I thought... Losing

27:52

basketball for two years

27:54

was the worst thing

27:56

to ever happen to

27:58

me. But it It

28:00

also gives me a chance

28:02

to step back and see all

28:05

of who I am. I now have

28:07

deeper words to

28:09

express my true feelings,

28:11

to talk about what

28:13

feels right, what feels

28:15

like me, on and off

28:18

the court. This is how

28:20

my identity expands. Being

28:22

a basketball player will

28:25

always be part of

28:27

me. But basketball doesn't

28:30

define me. I'm

28:32

also a sibling,

28:34

a friend, a

28:36

fiancé. It's not all

28:39

or nothing. I can

28:41

lose one part of

28:43

my identity and still

28:46

have so much available

28:48

to me. A whole

28:50

spectrum of colors on

28:52

a will. A whole

28:55

list of emotions. a

28:57

whole bunch of different

29:00

ways for me to

29:02

be me. Thank

29:38

you, AD. The big theme that

29:40

most struck me during AD's

29:43

story was when they shared

29:45

about the emotions wheel.

29:47

Sitting under the simple,

29:50

I'm good, was a universe

29:52

of emotional tones

29:54

that AD wasn't always

29:56

recognizing, due to how much importance

29:59

they put on the

30:01

need to be steady

30:04

and consistent. One of

30:06

the useful ways that

30:08

a tool like an

30:11

emotional wheel might be

30:13

using therapy is that

30:15

colours are assigned to

30:17

our feelings. So let's

30:20

try that now. Letting

30:22

the breath be soft

30:24

and long, let's tune

30:27

in to how we're

30:29

feeling right now. And

30:31

instead of giving our

30:33

feeling a name, Like

30:36

I might have invited

30:38

you to do in

30:40

the past. Today, the

30:43

invitation is to assign

30:45

it a colour. There's

30:47

no wrong answer. What

30:49

colour are you feeling

30:52

right now? Now resetting.

30:54

Now resetting. Either with

30:56

a breath or two.

30:59

All with a memory

31:01

of the most striking

31:03

thing that happened so

31:05

far today. And doing

31:08

the exercise again. Becoming

31:10

aware of our mindstate,

31:12

our emotional tone, our

31:15

feelings right now as

31:17

they are. And knowing

31:19

them as a colour.

31:21

For me, it's a

31:24

cool icy blue. It's

31:26

change, it's now orange.

31:28

What is it for

31:30

you? We all have

31:33

our own relationships with

31:35

our identity. And what

31:37

matters to you, and

31:40

what matters to me,

31:42

and what matters to

31:44

me, and what matters

31:46

to A-D, will not

31:49

only be different, but

31:51

it will also change

31:53

throughout our lives throughout

31:56

our lives. For

31:59

me right now. The labels

32:01

or identities of father and

32:03

husband are more important than

32:06

others. But in the past,

32:08

it will have been completely

32:11

different things that mattered to

32:13

me, and no doubt in

32:15

the future, the same will

32:18

be true. But what I've

32:20

learned, echoed in AD's story,

32:22

is that there can be

32:25

real freedom when we have

32:27

a generous relationship with our

32:30

identities. Holding them, yes. Allowing

32:32

them to serve us. but

32:34

not holding them so tightly,

32:37

so that the tightness masks

32:39

the reasons we held them

32:42

in the first place. Thank

32:44

you, Adie, for what you

32:46

shared, and best of luck

32:49

in the season ahead. And

32:51

thank you. Be well. We'd

32:54

love to hear your personal

32:56

reflections from Adie's episode. How

32:58

did you relate to their

33:01

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33:20

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33:22

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33:25

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33:27

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33:29

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33:32

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33:34

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33:37

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33:39

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33:41

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33:44

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33:46

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