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¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¨¤ 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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