The Dark Knight Lives (FORTY)

The Penguin stood at the window of the tallest building in Gotham, the building that was the base of operations of the political leaders of the city. He stood in the former mayor’s office, his hands clasped behind his back as he stared out the window at the city that was now his.

A storm was coming. He could feel it. And it was going to be beautiful.

 

 

 

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