Wonderland recruitment seemed the natural progression from pool shark. But the time came where I outgrew running around with psychotic cosplayers. I fell back on what came naturally - woodwork and construction. First in Keystone City, and when that dried up, back here in Gotham City. Of course, it's a little more specific here. There's a fortune to be made in criminal hideout restoration.
But even that's slowed down. My last work was months ago for a person with a real cat fetish. Lucrative, but I've already blown through what I banked there. It's a good thing I'm not above the kindness of strangers. Or suckers.
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