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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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