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    a detective mid- chase, his trench coat billowing behind him as he sprints down a narrow, rain- slicked alley. His face is tense with determination, eyes locked on a shadowy figure just ahead. The background is a blur of neon signs and crumbling brick walls, the slick pavement reflecting the chaos of the city at night. His hand is outstretched, fingertips just brushing the edge of the suspect’s coat. Raindrops cling to his skin, adding realism to the motion, while the faint echo of footsteps rings out in the narrow space. A car screeches to a halt at the alley’s entrance, headlights cutting through the darkness. The detective’s breath is visible in the cold night air as he pushes forward with unrelenting speed. <lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0. 5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0. 3>

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