i find myself wandering the streets in my sunday's best, stumbling for no reason at all, and wondering where robin is. this is not how it was supposed to turn out, but it's the only thing in this world that puts a smile on my face. i walk through a doorway full of odd looking people. a knight walks past with bottle caps for nipples. a cowgirl
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