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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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