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It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him.
The hall... | {
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As he put his hand to the door-knob Winston saw that he had left the diary open on the table. DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER was written all over it, in letters almost big enough to be legible across the room. It was an inconceivably stupid thing to have done. But, he realised, even in his panic he had not wanted to smudge the ... | {
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Winston was dreaming of his mother.
He must, he thought, have been ten or eleven years old when his mother had disappeared. She was a tall, statuesque, rather silent woman with slow movements and magnificent fair hair. His father he remembered more vaguely as dark and thin, dressed always in neat dark clothes (Winston... | {
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With the deep, unconscious sigh which not even the nearness of the telescreen could prevent him from uttering when his day's work started, Winston pulled the speakwrite towards him, blew the dust from its mouthpiece and put on his spectacles. Then he unrolled and clipped together four small cylinders of paper which had... | {
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In the low-ceilinged canteen, deep under ground, the lunch queue jerked slowly forward. The room was already very full and deafeningly noisy. From the grille at the counter the steam of stew came pouring forth, with a sour metallic smell which did not quite overcome the fumes of Victory Gin. On the far side of the room... | {
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Winston was writing in his diary:
It was three years ago. It was on a dark evening, in a narrow side-street near one of the big railway stations. She was standing near a doorway in the wall, under a street lamp that hardly gave any light. She had a young face, painted very thick. It was really the paint that appealed ... | {
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If there is hope, wrote Winston, it lies in the proles.
If there was hope, it must lie in the proles, because only there, in those swarming disregarded masses, 85 per cent of the population of Oceania, could the force to destroy the Party ever be generated. The Party could not be overthrown from within. Its enemies, i... | {
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"From somewhere at the bottom of a passage the smell of roasting coffee – real coffee, not Victory(...TRUNCATED) | {"author":"George Orwell","book_title":"1984","chapter_title":"Chapter 8","genres":["Classics","Fict(...TRUNCATED) |
"It was the middle of the morning, and Winston had left his cubicle to go to the lavatory.\n\nA soli(...TRUNCATED) | {"author":"George Orwell","book_title":"1984","chapter_title":"Chapter 9","genres":["Classics","Fict(...TRUNCATED) |
"Winston picked his way up the lane through dappled light and shade, stepping out into pools of gold(...TRUNCATED) | {"author":"George Orwell","book_title":"1984","chapter_title":"Chapter 10","genres":["Classics","Fic(...TRUNCATED) |
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