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... f younger children were playing a frantic game of football, their laughter echoing off the old stone walls. They were using a worn-out, deflated ball, their goals two piles of discarded sweaters. It was a scene he had lived a thousand times, a scene that was etched into the very fabric of his being.
He stood by the gate, a silent, hooded figure, watching the game with a quiet smile on his face. He saw the raw, uninhibited joy of playing for the love of the game, the joy that he had somet ...
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