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59- STILL WARM.

That night, on the other outskirts of the city, a completely different world was awake.

The boxing stadium stood like a giant concrete monster under the dark sky, its towering structure glowing with harsh white lights that pierced through the night. From miles away, the echo of roars, whistles, and screams could be heard — raw, untamed, and hungry for blood and victory.

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Rosebud_Realms

Writing the kind of love that hurts, heals, and lingers-just like rose petals on broken glass.