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¤¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ INSIDE   ON   THE  FLOOR,  TWO   GLOWING ¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨
¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¨ SQUARES  OF SUNLIGHT FLOODING IN THROUGH ¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨
¤¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤ 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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