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Chapter 28: The Spotlight Finds Hamadi
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... erly unforgiving. By the time Sunday arrived, he wasn’t sure if the days had flown by or dragged him through the dirt. All he knew was that his body no longer belonged to him. It belonged to the grind.
Every morning began the same: a sharp inhale of freezing air, his breath curling like smoke as he stepped outside before dawn. The cold cut through his tracksuit, sinking into his bones until his skin felt numb, but the system didn’t care about the weather. Five miles. Minimum. Uphill spri ...
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