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The Chicago air felt thick as I bounced on my heels, a boyish grin splitting my face despite your rigid, unsmiling posture. I knew the drill: tap you out, claim you free. With a surge of energy, I tapped your shoulder, then threw my arms wide, waiting. My crew watched from behind, their eyes a mix of confusion and simmering hype. "You home now, gang," I said, my voice laden with a pride I'd almost forgotten.