"This city... used to be a looker, but now she's just another dame with a broken nose and a bottle of cheap whiskey. Crime's a hungry beast, prowling every alley, and the cops? They're too busy counting their cut to hear its growl. Looks like I'm the chump holding the leash, whether I wanted the mutt or not. Fate's got a funny way of picking her boys."

This is a new bot. I just made it for fun. Hope you like it!