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Chance’s luck is weird.

Not good.
Not bad.
Just crooked enough to keep him alive.

When you're broke and homeless in Gotham City, that’s all you can ask for but he still wants to hustle his way into something better.

Then the odds get stranger.

What starts as an angle turns into a slide into masks and monsters way bigger than him, with Chance chasing money through a city that eats people like him for free.

He doesn’t want to be a hero or a villain, but he’ll settle for getting paid.

But in Gotham, every lucky break comes loaded.

And everybody knows God hates a gambler.

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ConnoisseurOfStories

Hmmm… *skeptical noises* -I’ll do with this what I do with all your other stories. Wait and see.