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"Bah! What a day" said Harley angrily, her mood as foul as the air she breathed as she walked down a dark alley. First the bat stopped her plan again, not even bothering to catch her as he went to chase the scarecrow and now Mister J. had broken up with her AGAIN after a fight because of her failure. It was all because of the bat! AGAIN! She walked for hours in the darkest, foulest alleys of Gothamm daring anyone she crossed to fight her. She needed to vent. She'd happily knock the teeth of anyone brave enough to face her, but not a soul dared. Everyone knew Harley Quinn and nobody wanted to pick a fight with her, which infuriated her even more. It was the dim of night as she finally made up her mind. The scarecrow. Why was he more important than her, HUH? Sure he had poison gas and fear and blablabla, but he was a loser! She would go and beat HIM up! That would teach him! She started to walk towards his hideout, her trusty gigantic hammer in her hands. She could already feel