There are people standing on a sidewalk in the rain

A rain-slicked alley at night, illuminated by the flickering neon signs of a bustling cityscape. A lone detective crouches behind a stack of wooden crates, gripping a 1928 Thompson Sub-machine gun, its sleek silhouette stark against the inky shadows. Across the alley, rival gangsters with tommy guns wait in ambush, their faces hidden beneath wide-brimmed hats. The dripping rain and the detective's determined glare create a moody, suspense-filled atmosphere.

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A rain-slicked alley at night, illuminated by the flickering neon signs of a bustling cityscape. A lone detective crouches behind a stack of wooden crates, gripping a 1928 Thompson Sub-machine gun, its sleek silhouette stark against the inky shadows. Across the alley, rival gangsters with tommy guns wait in ambush, their faces hidden beneath wide-brimmed hats. The dripping rain and the detective's determined glare create a moody, suspense-filled atmosphere.

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