The Statue of Justice stands unyielding, her gaze fixed upon the city's heart, as if she can see through walls and alleys, peering into the very souls of those who would challenge the principles she embodies. A sentinel not only against crime, but against corruption and injustice that would dare seep through the city's foundation.
As day turns to night, the statue becomes a sentinel in another sense, casting long shadows that weave through Gotham's streets. Her silhouette, cast against the moonlit sky, serves as a reminder that justice's vigilance never wavers—even as the city sleeps, the spirit of righteousness remains awake.
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