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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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