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... s throw-in arced back into play before Julian had even finished catching his breath.
But this time, the tempo didn’t crush him.
It called to him.
The rhythm no longer felt like chaos — it was a drumbeat, sharp and alive, thundering through the grass, through the boots, through his bones.
Every heartbeat synced with the flow of the game.
Every sound — the roar of the crowd, the slap of passes, the breath of defenders closing in — folded into one living puls ...
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