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Before the trophies, the roaring crowds, and the orbit of global fame, he was simply Cristiano — a wiry, restless kid from Madeira who couldn’t sit still long enough to blend in. He wasn’t a prodigy wrapped in polish; he was a boy shaped by noise, chaos, and a hunger to outrun every limitation placed on him. School bored him. Authority frustrated him. His mind raced faster than his teachers could handle. Most saw attitude. A few saw potential. But he knew one thing: the world expected nothing from him, and he was determined to prove it wrong. His childhood…
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