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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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