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... el echoed faintly in the cool evening air, a quiet reminder of the city's pulse just beyond the horizon.
The players filed off the bus, stretching out after the ride, their tired legs anticipating the next round of training the next day.
Izan was one of the last to step off the bus, Arteta grabbing his shoulder from behind before whispering a few words and then leaving with Carlos Cuesta and the rest of the coaching staff.
As he swung his bag over his shoulder, he felt th ...
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