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He pulled off his helmet, and I saw the flash of his teeth before he was sprinting. Leo shoved through the crowd, declining every microphone that was thrust in his face as he made a beeline for the section I was in. With a running start, he leapt over the concrete wall that separated the stands from the field, and then he was taking the bleacher steps two at a time.
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