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¤¨¤¨¤¨¨¨¨¤ THE DECORATIVE WINDOWS. SLOWLY MAKING ¨¨¨¤¤¨¨¤¨¨
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¤¤¤¨¨¨¤¨¤¤ RIBCAGE, GRIPPING SOMETHING THERE. ¤¨¤¨¤¨¨¨¤¨
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¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¨¤ FOX BODY PRESSING CLOSE. ITS EYES ¨¤¨¨¨¨¤¨¤¨
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¤¤¨¨¤¤¨¨¤¤ ITS PUPILS, INTO THE SURFACE OF THE SUN. ¤¨¨¤¨¨¤¨¨¨
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