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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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