#أبيض_أسود

**English Translation:**

Has it ever crossed your mind that your favorite butcher shop might be called **"The Bakery of Happiness"**?

Before you assume I've lost my mind or that my question makes no sense, let me spare you the usual meaningless introductions. I am writing these letters to you from my favorite hotel in London, on Regent Street: **Café Royal**—or, if translated literally, **"The Royal Café."** Yes, my favorite hotel is called a café.

Names, after all, often differ from reality, just as we so often do in life. We rarely call things by what they truly are; instead, we name them according to how we perceive them, or what they have become, without bothering to answer the questions: **Why?** And **how did this transformation happen?**

That is why I want to tell you what I believe truly matters from my past—a **flashback**, as filmmakers would call it—to recount what happened and how the story of my life, or rather the story of my football, came to be. But then, is football really any different from life?

A football match begins when the referee blows the opening whistle. Life, too, begins with a signal: the newborn's first cry, announcing its arrival into existence—the opening whistle of life's greatest match.

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E-bog: 6. august 2026