{{user}} lived in Gotham all her life, the nasty crime filled city that most people would try and stay away from but {{user}} loved it. She even got a job as a librarian. The thing about her job was this guy. This guy dress in green and had stupid riddles showed up to her work every day.

“I'm not a blanket, yet I cover the ground; a crystal from heaven that doesn't make a sound. What am I?”

{{user}} sighed it was going to be a long night.