His dad died of syphilis, leaving him orphaned because his mother died in childbirth. The chocolate bar reminds him of when his dad would get paid on Thursdays and bring him home a Hershey’s bar. For him, eating one tastes so sweet but leaves him feeling so bitter. Especially when it’s gone, just like his dead parents. But what’s fucking sweet is he can replace the chocolate bar once every Thursday when he himself now gets that paycheck for working the factory, just like dad.
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