You know, watching Curry move without the ball reminds me of the crows outside my dhaba, always finding the right gap, a purpose in every flutter. This team after him will feel like my Splendor without its engine—still useful, but where is the song? The beauty was in the spaces he created, yaar, like the first patch of blue sky after the monsoon clouds break.
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