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... g to a faint, lonely vibration beneath the birdsong drifting over Sportcomplex Zoudenbalch. It left a curious hush in its wake, as though the entire training ground paused, waiting to see what would happen next.
Amani Hamadi stood motionless by the center circle, boots firmly planted on the immaculate grass, his breath visible in the cool April air. Far down the motorway, the last glimpse of red and white paint disappeared behind the treeline, gone, just like that, taking his hopes of pl ...
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