I Don't Do A Comic

Gotham City. Clean Shafts Of Concrete And Snowy Rooftops. The Work Of Men Who Died Generations Ago. From Here, It Looks Like An Achievement. From Here, You Can't See The Enemy.

Nancy's Got A Guardian Angel. Seven Feet Plus Of Muscle And Mayhem That Goes By The Name Of Marv.

Sometimes The Solitary Voice Can Be The Best One.

Of Course We're Criminals

Mighty Cultures Never - Are Almost Never Conquered. They Crumble From Within. And Frankly, I Think That A Lot Of Americans Are Acting Like Spoiled Brats Because Everything That Isn't Working Out Perfectly Every Time.