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"Give me back my clothes, freak!" you shout. Batman is darting in and out of the crowd, and soon you lose him in the shuffle. While brushing ineffectually at the vomit drying on your chest (which smells of Sterno and french onion soup) You realize you're buck-naked and standing at the scene of an accident which you caused.
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