"A good-looking guy once upon a million years ago -there are framed photos of him on the back wall at his office, fit and almost handsome- but now an outsized, treacly-voiced pervert who sweats and sniffs and laughs into the handkerchief he forever waves theatrically in his fist. Geoffrey is a sad case, in Bunnys view, but he likes him all the same. Sometimes Geoffrey excudes a kind of paternal, Buddha-like wisdom that Bunny, on occasion, finds himself responding to."
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"Her feet rest on the floor and her knees are buckled. She has used her own crouched weight to strangle herself. Her face is the purple colour of an aubergine or something and Bunny thinks, for an instant, as he squeezes shut his eyes to expunge the thought, that her tits look good."
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"Now open them" says Bunny, and the boy can hear the trembling madness in his father´s voice. The light from the giant McDonalds sign illuminates the boy´s face, coating it in gold, and Bunny see a little yellow M reflected in each of his son´s eyes as he throws open the door of the punto and steps monstrously out and into the early evening light. "Now, tell me you don´t love your dad!" he roars. "
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