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... cameras swept across faces that had believed, faces that had seen miracles all season long and somehow thought there might still be one more.
But now, as the fourth Barcelona goal rippled the net, you could see it setting in, the stillness, the disbelief and the shudder of broken faith.
An elderly man, scarf half-draped around his neck, just sat there blinking at the pitch, lips parted but no sound coming out.
A father stood with his son in his arms, whispering something ...
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