DC: I'm Really from Gotham

Across from a psychiatric hospital in some city in China, there was an upscale residential complex called Gotham. The neon sign flashed the name Gotham day and night, with a blinking bat symbol underneath. Just looking at it made you wonder if they were going to get a cease-and-desist letter from DC. Every day, the patients in the hospital watched the flashing neon through the barred windows of their rooms. Then one day, the patient suddenly transmigrated to the real Gotham, to the real Arkham Asylum. Patient: This hospital is great! Everyone here is talented and so nice, visiting hours are long, and they even have fireworks festivals all the time. You can leave whenever you want, and coming back to the hospital feels just like coming home! Batman, realizing Gotham had gained another lunatic: What a headache. Batman: Why do you speak Chinese? Patient: I'm Chinese! If I didn't speak Chinese, would I speak Martian? Batman: Why are you here? Patient: This hospital is my home! Look, I'm still wearing my patient gown. It's great here. The food could be better, though. Batman: ...This is Gotham City, North America, not China. The patient fell silent for a moment, then suddenly understood: I get it! I must have transmigrated! The patient became excited: I must have transmigrated into the future! China has finally achieved its great dream of reaching for the stars and the sea! This is Gotham's North American branch! Long live China! Batman: ... Don't listen to crazy people. Theme: Only a lunatic thinks the grass is greener on the other side