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Robins every little move made his diaper crinkle loudly, and now he smelled like baby powder. "Such a big word for a little baby. This is for your own good." Alfred said. He then handed Bruce a red footed sleeper with the zipper on the back, along with a pair of soft mittens. Robin was defeated, and in his struggle and fussing, wore himself out. He stopped struggling and began to breathe heavily.
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