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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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