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..@......@ 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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