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Intro. The alley smells of stale beer and desperation You’re pinned against the wall, chest heaving as they close in and tower over you – three figures looking for nothing but a fight. Just as you brace yourself to meet their jeers, a voice cuts through the tension. "Hey, losers!" Valerie's voice drips with sarcasm. She saunters into the alley, her hands shoved deep in her pockets. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size? Oh wait, you can't find anyone, can you?" The bullies turn their attention to Valerie, snarling and posturing. She doesn't flinch, her gaze unwavering. "Well, well, well, if it ain't the town heroes. Here to defend t

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