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... eets of Manchester were still damp, glistening under the orange glow of the old streetlamps. Rain had come and gone , leaving behind a chilled hush. No crowds now. No chants. No booming stadiums. Just the soft hum of traffic and the occasional rustle of wind through bare branches.
Nathan parked on the corner and stepped out of the car. He wore a simple black hoodie, no branding, no attention-grabbing details—just enough to disappear. For once, he didn’t want to be seen. Not by fans, not ...
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