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A hounding color, silver's lesser sister
Has a breath along the way, a cease.
This public chariot yields a final pause
Like Schubert did in older annuals.
But this cross borne hit more than a note sooner:
And its travels are Frosted in path.

So another Gothamite leaves us with more questions than answers. I'm not sure if anyone could call themselves friends with Mr. Nygma, but he's gone, regardless. This was found carved into a table in his flat. He could have left a harder one, to be honest.

And yet, perhaps he's better off than us.

[And that's the closest he'll get to publicly acknowledging recent affairs.]

Feel free to solve it yourself.

Comments

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You'd be surprised.

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Correction: Your work never makes the news with your name on it.

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Sure it doesn't.

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Business so slow that you need to troll the Network?

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Some things are relevant to my interests.

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I take it you knew Mr. Nygma back at home, then.

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Most people do.

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Not on a business level.

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I don't frequent Gotham.

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Neither do I, but those types can't resist a detective, can they?

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Attention is how they thrive.

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Surprising, then, how he managed to keep off the radar for so long. Then again, he did claim to be "reformed."

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Convenient.