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... ootsteps dragged across the floor, damp soles smacking tile, cleats thudding against lockers as players filed in, each carrying the weight of a match they didn't quite understand.
Bottles cracked open, hissing briefly before the silence swallowed them.
Sweat pooled at the base of benches. Jerseys stuck half-peeled to tired shoulders. No music played. No laughter floated. Only the shallow breathing of men still carrying adrenaline without knowing where to put it.
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