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"Come on, come on," Leo whispered, watching the seat map load.

Leo stared at the digital waiting room screen, watching the little animated football bounce in place. His father, a proud Northwestern alumnus from the class of '78, hadn't been back to a home game in over a decade. Leo wanted this to be perfect. He wanted the crisp autumn air of Lake Michigan, the sea of purple and white, and the shared roar of the crowd. The screen refreshed. He was in.

With a few quick keystrokes, Leo entered his payment information and clicked the final purchase button. The confirmation screen bloomed on his monitor, displaying a QR code and a bold message: You're going to the game!

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