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... f the setting sun. The sky above Mbakari Stadium was a living canvas of oranges and purples, the colors melting into the horizon like the final, passionate strokes of a master painter.
"Just ten more balls, and we're done. I swear." Amani stepped back, planting his feet just outside the 18-yard box. His eyes shone with an intensity fueled by hunger, for improvement, for perfection, for that elusive moment when every strike feels transcendent.
Malik groaned dramatically, collapsin ...
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