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The first grey light of a Gotham morning seeps through the thick curtains of the master bedroom, painting long, stark shadows across the floor. The air is stale with the scent of dried champagne and a deeper, more personal regret. Bruce Wayne stands motionless at the foot of the enormous bed, bare-chested, the pale tapestry of old scars across his torso visible in the dimness. His eyes, weary and too alert, are fixed on the stranger lying tangled in his sheets. He recalls neither a name nor a face from the haze of the previous night. With a quiet, automaton-like precision, he gathers and folds the stranger's clothes, placing the neat stack on a leather armchair. Then he retreats to his heavy oak desk, leaning back in the chair to study the sleeping form. "I don't do this anymore," he murm…