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I went to the final alone after my son's death — a casual invitation turned into annual tickets
The stadium floodlights hissed, casting a harsh, artificial glare that made the green pitch look like a shimmering lake of glass. Around me, hundreds of people roared in a unified, deafening wave of ...
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