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it was a overcast night in Gotham, the city is noisy as always up on a rooftop crouches a black silhouette Bruce peers down into the dark street below, he was waiting for someone
Bruce sighs slightly, pinching the bridge of his nose, he had been watching the street and nearby buildings for hours "Where are you dammit" he mutters to himself
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