The baby stops crying almost immediately after he's lifted from his carriage.
Once he's out, his mother props him up on her lap, and he begins touching the hands of people around him. He has that peculiar totality of focus while he'd doing so that seems to absolve him of any guilt or shame.
He wobbles as he half-stands on his mother's lap, looking around the car with happy, intelligent eyes, his hands in constant motion, ready to spring, looking for some kind of love.
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