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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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