Van Buren Bridge Collectables - Newark, NJ

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Over 50 miles and a world away from the nearest cape haven in a congressional district run by a lady who openly skeptical of cape goodness. People here are just far enough to the action to be fascinated, but not close enough to be terrified. Great place for a collectibles shop under a new identity away from supposed heroes, not so supposed villains, and pesky female reporters who thought he should have set up "licensing agreements," with people that don't really exist like the rest of us. You find the Batman and set up something with his supposed image on it!

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That's when the most attractive woman that ever walked into his life comes wafting into his shop like a spring breeze.

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He shaves now, and awhile back he just admitted he was balding, but the wide huckster smile and the gruff working class accent never left him (http://www.phillyburbs.com/stanlee/funky.shtml).

"Nice to see you, miss. Nice to see you."

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The woman seems entranced with the sign. "Van Buren Bridge? Linking Central to Keystone City, correct?"

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"Er, yes, ma'am. Does that interest you in some way? I mean our store does offer baseball cards." His eyes begin to widen. "And er, Flash memorabilia."

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She sighs. "Again? (http://community.livejournal.com/jla_watchtower/360703.html)" If she believed in signs, this would be what one looks like.

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Oooookay...

"Er, we're the only -"

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A vine lashes out from her wrist, entangling his neck. "Funky Flashman...word has it you have something I need..."

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Three hours later, the notorious huckster is dead. His collectibles are shattered and a vault under the store is missing quite a bit more. The debris holds a message.

"I know now."