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To the Rescue

A woman’s scream. He heard it and, after a quick calculation, knew where it came from: three blocks down, in a dead end alley. As usual.

He looked around the office, no one was around. It was after office hours, after all. Quickly changing into his costume, he left his cubicle, and went to the window nearest the crime. He could get there in 15 seconds.

“Don’t worry, citizen,” he muttered as he opened the window," Your hero is on the way!" he said, before taking off…

Later that Evening

“…In other news, a man dressed in leotards fell from the 10th floor of the Abonal Corp Building earlier today. It is not yet known whether he was deliberately pushed, or committed suicide. Details at eleven.”

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