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This place sure isn't boring that is for certian. It reminds me of home in that sense. Nothing is ever boring in Gotham.

School starts soon and I can't help but stare at how short the uniform skirt is. I think if I thought of bending over I would loose all my modesty.

Right, so I signed up for school. I'm not sure how different it is going to be here. I'll be a good little soldier and march my way there like Bruce always forced me.

It is still so strange to be in a place with so many familiar faces yet they aren't the people I know. I guess I also owe Dick an apology for calling him a crazy bastard that followed in the Joker's footsteps.

Fuck it. Fuck it. FUCK IT. FUCK IT. FUCK IT.

I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you can just take it. Burn the place down, shit- hell if I care.

Have at it.

And go to hell.

You frickin' sick bastard.

When one does not know what it is, then it is something; but when one knows what it is, then it is nothing.

I am that and that is what I am. So what am I? Come on kids! Work those synapses.

Well, it's certainly no Gotham City, but New York has its perks.

Although I'm curious to know how I ended up here when I'm supposed to be snug in my bed in Wayne Manor.

This...this isn't Gotham.