He was like a wax statue, alone, frozen on his sidelines, lips parted, hands resting quietly on his Golden State Warriors tracksuit, impassive features, motionless, while the elements raged around him. Sheaves of flames, howling sound system, Jumbotron in strobe mode with the mention « He is back » (he returns), furious audience. An end of the world – or rebirth, your choice – atmosphere in San Francisco Bay.
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