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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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