City 2, Atlanta,
Atlanta came next because Atlanta always understood rhythm.
Atlanta did not need to be convinced that a movement was real. Atlanta only needed to see if you could keep the energy consistent once the emotional return was over.
Mercedes Benz Stadium.
Seventy thousand plus.
Sold out.
The crowd was younger in vibe, louder in a different way. Less tears at the beginning, more swagger, more bounce, more hands up like it was a festival. People brought signs that were half jokes, half threats.
"WE FORGIVE YOU, BUT DROP AN ENGLISH ALBUM NEXT."
"WELCOME BACK, DO NOT DISAPPEAR AGAIN."
The chants this time were sharper too.
"ONE MORE SONG."
"RUN IT BACK."
He gave them what they wanted, and Atlanta gave him something back.
Precision.
