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INTERNATIONAL It was a hot night in the Eritrean capital Asmara. The sun had set, but the air was still warm. Cafes, restaurants and cinemas were teeming with people, but instead of the raucous atmosphere that had defined most World Cup matches until this point, there was a hushed silence. The tension was palpable. Eritreans had been waiting for a night like this for decades. Seconds felt like hours and minutes like days. […]