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... m. The rain in Gotham is always delicate and enduring, bringing an icy chill that gnaws at the soul. The jewelled strands of rain look like a dim veil under the lights. As they near the ground, each droplet stirs up a tiny splash upon impact.
The sound of an engine rang from the far end of a dark alley, accompanied by the slight noise of water splashing and tires rolling over uneven surfaces. The noises grew louder, the blinding headlights appearing at the back door of the police station ...
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