To: The man who laughs.

Oh, Arthur Fleck! Who today you are weird looking, damaged mentality and the man who laughs. You had a story like any other person, and this is for you and me, who we are that man who laughs.

Your story, your memories, your horrible and your beautiful moments each stored in a small space of your mind, which today you will share with me whom knew your descent into our madness, who saw as the society in which we lived and the few people to around us they ignored us, humiliated us and lied to our faces, caused themselves my existence.

But was there anything behind all this, Arthur? What were the triggers to get to where we arrived? And have you ever, Arthur, had a little happiness in this life? All this has its answer. And we will gather these answers for ourselves: The man who laughs.

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