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... like stepping into a whole different world. It wasn’t shiny and new like the clean, modern stadiums, there was nothing sterile about it.
This place was old, built with weathered brick and rusty metal, and the floodlights buzzed with a deep, steady hum.
You could smell the mix of stale beer and years of memories hanging in the air.
The cold seemed to cling to the concrete, making the chill sharper, like the stadium itself held onto the winter’s bite.
The crowd was ...
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