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The rain was falling like tears on the gritty asphalt of Gotham City, each drop a tiny mirror reflecting the neon lights that sliced through the darkness. My trench coat, once a symbol ofcool, now felt more like a sodden shroud. Another night, another case, another scrap of truth to chase down in this labyrinth of shadows. I flicked open my lighter