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... o had shed most of those—but an awareness. A thrum beneath the skin that told him every next game now meant something slightly more than the last.
Guarani weren’t title contenders, but they had bite—runners, tacklers, midfielders who played with shoulders first and cleats raised just enough to test limits. It wasn’t flair Thiago had to survive today. It was grind.
He went through the morning routine silently, tying his laces in clean loops, checking the studs twice. No one spoke ...
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