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[Anonymous No.9687154]

>On the outskirts of the city they came to a supermarket. A few old cars in the trashstrewn parking lot. They left the cart in the lot and walked the littered aisles. In the produce section in the bottom of the bins they found a few ancient runner beans and what looked to have once been apricots, long dried to wrinkled effigies of themselves. The boy followed behind. They pushed out through the rear door. In the alleyway behind the store a few shopping carts, all badly rusted. They went back through the store again looking for another cart but there were none. By the door were two soft drink machines that had been tilted over into the floor and opened with a prybar. Coins everywhere in the ash. He sat and ran his hand around in the works of the gutted machines and in the second one it closed over a cold metal cylinder. He withdrew his hand slowly and sat looking at a Coca Cola™.
>What is it, Papa?
>It's the Real Thing™. For you.
>What is it?
>Here. Sit down. Open Happiness™.
>He slipped the boy's knapsack straps loose and set the pack on the floor behind him and he put his thumbnail under the aluminum clip on the top of the Red, White & You™ and opened it. He leaned his nose to the slight fizz coming from America's Real Choice™ and then handed it to the boy. Go ahead, he said. Make it Real™.
>The boy took the can. It's bubbly, he said.
>Go ahead.
>He looked at his father and then tilted the can and drank. He sat there thinking about it. Can't Beat the Feeling™, he said.
>Yes. Life Tastes Good™.
>You have some, Papa.
>I want you to drink it.
>You have some.
>He took the can and Tasted the Feeling™ and handed it back. You Walk on the Coke Side of Life™, he said. Let's just sit here.
>It's because I wont ever get to Enjoy™ again, isn't it?
>Ever's a long time.
>Okay, said the boy.

wtf i love Coca Cola™ now

[Anonymous No.9687157]

>>9687154
It's called realism you fucking dolt.

[Anonymous No.9687161]

Nice.

[Anonymous No.9687243]

I can't even grasp what this thread is trying to say. Authors should never ever use real brands or trademarks in their books?

[Anonymous No.9687470]

>>9687154
The whole point, if you'd read this short, easy book carefully, is that the father is unable to shirk the specter of the past (pre-apocalypse) and is prone to sentimentality and risky behavior. The accident wipes everything clean. Notice all the references to scoured billboards, etc.? The father, remembering what he does, cannot let go of the past despite his efforts. He tries to share this with the boy but, having no memory of another world, he cannot understand why Coke or an abandoned house affects his father. The boy neccesarily engages with the world differently

[Anonymous No.9687505]

>>9687157
>>9687243
pretty sure its just a fun goof