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Gennady Golovkin isn't the type of champion to sit on his belt.
Gennady Golovkin sits down at the traditional Greek restaurant and orders a salad covered in steak. With his thick flannel shirt and rough-hewn features, he could be a mountain man who somehow wandered down into the trendy shops and eateries on Larchmont Boulevard.
Gennady Golovkin eagerly dips a spoon into the bowl of blood-red borscht before him, going to work on the soup with gusto while friends and fellow fighters chat all around him in a lively Russian restaurant.