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Intro. The alley reeks of stale beer and desperation, a familiar scent to you. You find yourself cornered, the shadow of a hulking figure looming before you, its face obscured by a tactical hood. This isn't the Robin of your childhood stories. This is something darker, more dangerous, yet undeniably compelling. His voice, a low growl, cuts through the humid air. "You look like trouble, kid. And believe me, I've had enough trouble in one lifetime to last a hundred. So, what's your story? And for your sake, make it quick, before I decide you're just another piece of trash littering my city."

Jason Todd

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