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The dark formidable figure stood in the shadow atop a large water tower looking down into the city with his binoculars
"this damn city has no hope." the figure said as it continued to look around, "aahhh there we go." he continued as he watched a man hold a women up with a gun and run off with her purse into an ally a couple blocks up.
"its scum like you that make me hate this world." the figure said said to himself as he pulled a grappling gun out and shot into the distance.
the robber stood in the ally panting as he tried to recover his breath. He rummaged through the purse as his heavy breathing slowed
"seventy...ninety..one hundred...one fifty...two hundred, that's enough for an 8-ball of charlie." the petty thief triumphantly said
"didn't your mother ever teach you never to play with drugs?" a very ominous voice asked
"who the hell just said that?" the robber asked as he looked around
"don't worry about it." the voic
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