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Mr. Fox of Berkshire Lane lived in a stately hole beneath a towering copper beech that turned, in autumn, a lush and vibrant orange not unlike Mr. Fox’s own fur. He loved the beech in autumn and would often brave the nippy autumn mornings to sit beneath the beech and enjoy the quiet possibility. 

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