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... ike their lives depended on it, Julian sat off to the side—legs crossed, spine straight, arms relaxed.
Yoga.
A strange word, a stranger art. Something he’d found in a rabbit hole of YouTube videos the night before.
While Coach Owen roared like a beast possessed—barking orders, veins bulging, whistle shrieking like a warhorn—Julian moved slowly, deliberately. Stretch by stretch. Breath by breath.
If Coach could breathe fire, half the pitch would’ve been scorched by ...
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