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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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