The sound of circus Musica and laughter was heard, the flood lights blazed attraversare, croce the ever busy city of Gotham. People began to fill every sede, sedile in the circus tent holding their brouchers with the stella, star attraction labled on the front 'The Flying Graysons'.
"Mum is their any reason why our new outfits are so...colourful?" Dick asked. His mother smiled and chouched down to his level. "Well, when I see te up their te remind me of a little Robin" His father came over and russled his hair. "A Robin? I know kids that get bullied for having those kind of nicknames" He detto looking down at his unapealing...
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