THE NOWHERE GIRL
THERE'S AN IRON STATUE outside brought up from Perth. It's of that old English explorer William Dampier. Paid for, as in all things, by Hamersley Iron, to stand at the entrance of this town. Dampier sailed into the harbor in 16-something-or-other, spent five minutes, sailed out again. The only thing he wrote about the place was, "Too many flies." That's it! Too many flies! To hell with that! Why should we have a statue honoring a poncy, pommy fly-hating aristocrat? Or, for that matter, a fat bloody general, or, God help us, a stinkin' politician?
The people that inhabit in the Pilbara live and breathe this vastness and desolation. They've got red dust stuck up their nose and, in their eyes, and their hair and up their arse! They understand the meaning of independence and the importance of a generous heart. Mates who are loyal by nature, not design, and who know the meaning of love and loss.
GITA KELLY DOESN'T KNOW HOW SHE ENDED UP IN GOTHAM CITY but only that she landed there. She is a lost girl, a nowhere girl, a world away from home. JASON TODD IS A LOST BOY who did not ask to be brought back. He fights his way through a broken world.
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The Nowhere Girl
FanfictionI'm about the last person you'd expect to end up in Gotham. One minute I'm chillin' at a roadhouse, minding my own business, then the universe says "YEET". Also, I was dead. And blond. I was kind of... perfect. I was like looking in a mirror. I have...
