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Every block was a rich symphony of hustlers, pushers, junkies, johns and tiny, sinister men dressed as penguins. Truly, Gotham City had it all.

If I were a guessing man, I'd guess I was in the back of an actual garbage truck.

I just get so nervous, so convinced that I'll reverse "beaten" and "bound," or forget to say "by the sword," and all the guys will laugh at me.

It might look like I have a pretty good gig, but don’t you think this is kind of fucked up?

Car to driveway. Food to house. Hour to hour. Day to day. Week to week. Month to month. Smell to food. Food to dumpster and so on.

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You have family wealth and a car that turns into a plane, whereas I am $73,000 in debt with a degree in Applied Puzzles from Gotham University.

The act of searing the runestone to your forehead for eternity feels clunky compared to Duolingo’s smooth user interface.

The final, most difficult step of my plan: don't act like a total creepy freak in front of other people all the time ever again.

It can be tempting to rely on labels, especially when those labels are in stylish sans serif capitals artfully nestled among the colorful blobs.

Is this just a money thing? Because I have the $5 birthday checks to prove this is a misguided venture.

John came to us by way of Elmo Fuentes, who was really the inspiration for the idea, at least according to Ryan and Ann Nguyen.