Voltaire suggests that love is not so much about being "in love", but rather being "in likes". You catch my drift? What I took from the Candy- Cune love story was that Candy Boy never truly loved Cune. Hear me out alright. So, Candy was all head over heels for this chick when she was a Marlin, right? Right. So he went on this magnificent escapade in search of his beloved Marlin because he was amorous of her since the start. But, when he finds his so called "love", -BAM!- she is in fact simply a Snapper, and that's being generous. The way she is described in the book she seems more of a Mullet, you know. Anyways, he then realizes, "Man, this is the girl I've spent so long searching for? You have to be kidding me right? Hey Ashton, you can come out now, I know I'm being Punked. Jaja. Wait, I'm not on Punked? This is serious? This is Cune? How'd she go from Marlin Status to this.. this Mullet!? Holy!" So, basically, Voltaire tries to show that the majority of us will never be "in love", but forever simply "in likes". Sad stuff.
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