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One could get very poetic, Dick thought bitterly, about the fact that he had gotten injured because the Batman suit was too big on him.
Alfred had done what he could, but the shoulders were still just a bit too broad, torso a bit too wide. Cape a bit too heavy.
At best, Dick felt like a kid playing dress-up.
At worst, he was bleeding out.
I never wanted this, Dick thought. His mind was getting hazy. It doesn’t fit.
He pressed the button that would call the Batmobile because he couldn’t press a button that would call his dad.
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