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... xcept for the sound of Harry Kane snoring softly on the other bed.
Alex was holding a shirt.
It was red and green. It was sweaty. It smelled like expensive grass and hard work.
Number 7. RONALDO.
It was the biggest trophy of his life. He folded it carefully, treating it like it was made of glass, and placed it in his bag next to Luka Modric’s shirt.
He was sixteen years old. He was collecting legends like they were baseball cards.
His phone buzzed ...
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