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A seafoam shirt steeped in Barclay's shadow — hands stinging from clapping, throats raw from cheering, eyes still wide at what just happened. New York never sleeps, sure. It's the city that never quits. Yet whenever Sabrina Ionescu takes the floor, everything pauses for a beat and the whole crowd breathes in her rhythm. SLAM 264 has landed, New York.
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