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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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