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... tang of the nearby U-Bahn tracks.
Leon Fischer stood on the touchline of a municipal pitch in Kreuzberg. The grass was patchy, more mud than green, and the goalposts leaned drunkenly to one side. It was a far cry from the Emirates, from the Bernabeu, from the manicured lawns of his past life.
But it was football.
He was fifteen now. In this life, anyway.
His legs were longer, his shoulders broader. He had grown into the body of a teenager, but his mind... his ...
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