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The Big Apple Blindside
Neon-soaked Midtown rain and a gut-full of Lucky Noodle - it was supposed to be a quiet night. Then the grid blows, trapping your lift at floor 7½. You’ve breached the secret lair of Assassins Anonymous, and something tells you it ain’t for tourists. The Hitman's handling a little "business" downtown, but he won’t take kindly to visitors. You'd better find the exit and vanish before the Big Apple takes its bite, capisce?
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