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¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ THE DECORATIVE WINDOWS. SLOWLY MAKING ¤¨¤¤¨¤¤¨¤¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ THEIR WAY ACROSS THE ROOM, EVENTUALLY ¤¨¨¤¨¨¤¨¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ COMING ACROSS HIS BODY. LIKE TWO ARMS ¤¨¤¤¨¤¤¨¤¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ REACHING HIS STOMACH, AND THEN INTO HIS ¤¨¨¤¨¨¤¨¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ RIBCAGE, GRIPPING SOMETHING THERE. ¤¨¤¤¨¤¤¨¤¤
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¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ FOX BODY PRESSING CLOSE. ITS EYES ¤¨¤¤¨¤¤¨¤¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ OPENING HIS, ASLEEP BUT STARING INTO ¤¨¨¤¨¨¤¨¨¤
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ ITS PUPILS, INTO THE SURFACE OF THE SUN. ¤¨¤¤¨¤¤¨¤¤
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