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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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