Finding self in rut, think Nite Owl is getting soft. Crime getting tougher, more prevalent while we stay the same. Have to keep him around, teamwork necessary sometimes. Other times, can't stand pointless banter.
Every day feels rainy, every fight feels same. Hrm, boring.
Crime at hand, obvious solution. Comedian only one with ties to all. Like bad plot from dime store novel.
Disappointing lately, city filled with grime and filth. Soul gone. Inspiration gone.
