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... eremony three weeks past.

It played with dramatic cuts—Bonmatí’s win, Rodri holding the trophy, the still of Izan in his midnight-black suit, stone-faced and radiant under golden lights.

Then came the post-show panel.

A sleek modern set.

A London skyline through tinted glass.

Three pundits sat around the circular desk, lights gleaming off the polished surface.

The host, Cara Eastwood, turned to the one on her right, raising a brow.

"Alright ...

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