Yuri Foreman was done. He told me so in the summer of 2014—seven months into his so-called retirement from professional boxing—in a cafe near his home in Park Slope, Brooklyn. He was done fighting, done with the bullshit that forced him to part ways with his ex-manager.
“In the end I was like… ‘Peace,'” Foreman, 35, told me a couple weeks ago, with laughter. “See you, not see you.”
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