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... sun cut through the smog like a scalpel.
Heat shimmered off the turf even before the cones were placed. It wasn’t the thick, sticky heat of summer—but the sharp kind that came just as the season opened. Preseason was over. The Campeonato Paulista had begun.
For the first team, that meant media days, team buses, reporters fishing for quotes.
For Thiago?
It meant sweat.
He stood by himself on the far side of the training pitch, boots already laced, bib tucke ...
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