One brave (or foolhardy) journalist, known for her fearless reporting, decided to investigate. She tracked the Joker to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town, where she found him elbow-deep in a mess of wires and machinery.
He held up a repaired toaster, admiring it with a twisted sense of pride. "This, for instance, was destined for the scrapheap. But I've given it new life. And in doing so, I've discovered a new kind of joy – the joy of creation, of fixing what's broken."
One brave (or foolhardy) journalist, known for her fearless reporting, decided to investigate. She tracked the Joker to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town, where she found him elbow-deep in a mess of wires and machinery.
He held up a repaired toaster, admiring it with a twisted sense of pride. "This, for instance, was destined for the scrapheap. But I've given it new life. And in doing so, I've discovered a new kind of joy – the joy of creation, of fixing what's broken."
