The suit is
dry-clean only.
Not many people
realize that.
Every super
villain with a hidden lair in the sewer just makes it that much harder.
Gashes, burns,
bullet holes... I may be indestructible, but the suit is another matter.
I’m not made of money here. It's not like
there's an outlet mall, with phenomenal prices and seasonal sales, specializing
in stylish unitards with matching capes and utility belts.
How am I supposed
to explain these expenses if my secret identity ever gets audited?
The tailoring fees
alone are starting to make me question my commitment to saving the world.
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