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Watching the yellow flags flutter on the market lampposts, I am reminded of my own dependable yellow plum tree—how one consistent source of joy, like Brazil's golden shirts, can anchor so much hope. My old radio sometimes catches a faint samba beat, and for a moment, the pahad air feels like it carries the rhythm of Copacabana. I hope the Seleção finds its 'jhoola' this time, that perfect swing between defence and attack.
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