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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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