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    "Oh." Hollander has gone a little red, beneath his freckles. "I am from… French Canada? Québec? Do you know? Very… very small town there, no English, only French. I try to learn, but— is a bit hard."

    Ilya feels mildly stupid. He knew, obviously, that they speak French in Canada, but he didn’t know it was, like— some people’s only language. He’d sort of assumed everyone was fluent in both.

    "Huh. Cool."

    "Your English is very good," Hollander offers.

    Ilya laughs.

    "I mean, yeah— I grew up in Minneapolis."

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    aka. the one where the language barrier is reversed. it changes everything.

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    Shane was fourteen the first time a number felt like safety.

    The nutritionist worked out of an office in Kanata, framed certificates, a calm voice, laminated charts with columns. She explained it simply: fuel in, output required, timing of each. She said it was a starting point.

    Shane took notes in the margins the way he took notes on everything—completely, past what was required. Yuna had found the nutritionist herself, sat beside him, and took notes too.

    Like mother, like son.

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    Or: Shane’s system works until it doesn’t; Ilya notices first.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    Shane Hollander is not a small fucking guy; he is all muscle, with big, calloused hockey-player hands and eyes nearly pretty enough to disguise the violence hidden in breadth of his shoulders.

    Alexei is impressed.

    Not a bad get, for someone fished out of a pool of hockey men who look like thumbs, their noses like squashed tomatoes and ears like boat sails. If it could not be beautiful, nosy bitch Svetlana, if it has to be a man, if it has to be a hockey player, then rich as God Shane Hollander isn’t the worst Ilyusha could have pulled.

     

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    or Alexei is in deep shit. He can’t get to Ilya, so he tries the next best thing.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    Julia Prior ☑️ @JuliaPriorESPN
    I sat down with Ilya Rozanov to talk about what he loves about Boston, what it’s like to play the best hockey of his career, and what comes next. bit.ly/203948

    tanHER dillon @kanatacommunist
    i s2g i just saw r*zanov at the ottawa airport…. theres no way right

    vic hates hockey @censeless
    tired: hollanov real
    wired: ir81 to the centaurs real


    or: ilya's last season in boston through the eyes of hockey twitter.

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    21 Jun 2026

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    It’s winter in Ottawa and Ilya has hunkered down in his big, empty mansion to weather a nasty flu. Then his phone buzzes.

    — Guardian™ Security Alert: Movement detected at front door
    — (1) Missed Call: Yuna Hollander

    Or: The Hollanders have a new son to take care of. Ilya has no idea what’s going on.

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    21 Jun 2026