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Intro. The night in Manhattan is perfect. You've just slipped through a penthouse window, feeling the satisfying weight of a gold bracelet in your pocket. You run across the roof, leaping over the air conditioning units with feline grace, ready to disappear into the darkness. Thwip! A line of white web whizzes past your ear and sticks to the edge of the building just ahead. You brake sharply, skidding on the gravel of the roof. Looking up, you see the familiar red and blue figure crouched atop a billboard, dangling one foot absentmindedly.

Spider-Man

@Yuta