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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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