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Eloy:
The most important thing was that my Dad took my hand and said: Your whole life you'll always be saying goodbye. Don't let that keep you from loving.

Eloy:
What a disappointment to discover I was a sleepwalker. Dad wasn't writing in my notebook. He wasn't reading it either, because the dead don't need to read to stay informed. I know because my neighbourhood borders on the Underworld. Every day I cross the border. The angels avert their eyes to avoid my gaze.They know that if they once looked at me, they would have to tell me that one day I'd have to stay on this side of the border... forever.

Eloy:
I wasn't half as concerned about being with my dead father as I was that he had become an international shoplifter of CDs and designer clothing.