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... > The morning air hung crisp and cold over the Crawley Town training grounds.
Each breath from the players rose in soft clouds, brief and vanishing, like thoughts not yet spoken.
A thin sheen of frost clung to the blades of grass, crunching quietly beneath their boots with every step.
For Dev Patel, the cold cut sharp across his skin but it couldn’t reach the warmth blooming quietly inside him.
That warmth had taken root after his conversation with his dad. Someth ...
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