The sound of circus موسیقی and laughter was heard, the flood lights blazed پار, صلیب the ever busy city of Gotham. People began to fill every نشست in the circus tent holding their brouchers with the سٹار, ستارہ 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 آپ up their آپ 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 کہا looking down at his unapealing...
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