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jump, they say
at, and for more
than two hours he succeeded in shutting the girl out of his mind altogether. Then the memory of her face came back, and with it a raging, intolerable desire to be alone. Until he could be alone it was impossible to think this new development out. Tonight was one of his nights at the Community Centre. He wolfed another tasteless meal in the canteen, hurried off to the Centre, took part in the solemn foolery of a 'discussion group', played two games of table tennis, swallowed several glasses of gin, and sat for half an hour through a lecture entitled 'Ingsoc in relation to chess'. His soul writhed with boredom, but for once he had had no impulse to shirk his evening at the Centre. At the sight of the words I love you the desire to stay alive had welled up in him, and the taking of minor risks suddenly seemed stupid. It was not till twenty-three hours, when he was home and in bed -- in the darkness, where you were safe even from the telescreen so long as you kept silent -- that he was able to think continuously. It was a physical problem that had to be solved: how to get in touch with the girl and arrange a meeting. He did not consider any longer the possibility that she mi |
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jump, they say
On Dec 25, 1:40*pm, ronlw58 wrote:
at, and for more than *two *hours *he *succeeded *in *shutting the *girl *out *of *his *mind altogether. *Then the *memory of her face *came back, and with it a raging, intolerable *desire to *be alone. Until he could be alone it was impossible to *think *this new development *out. Tonight was one *of his nights at the Community *Centre. He wolfed another tasteless meal in the canteen, hurried off to the Centre, took part in the solemn foolery of a 'discussion group', played two games of table tennis, swallowed several glasses of gin, and sat for *half an hour through a lecture entitled 'Ingsoc in relation to chess'. His *soul writhed with boredom, but for once he had had no impulse to shirk his *evening at the Centre. At the sight of the words I love you the desire to *stay alive had welled up in him, and the taking of minor risks suddenly seemed *stupid. It was not till twenty-three hours, when he was home and in bed *-- *in the darkness, *where you were safe *even from the telescreen so long as you kept silent -- that he was able to think continuously. * * *It *was a physical *problem that had to be solved: how to get in touch with *the *girl and arrange *a meeting. He did *not consider any longer the possibility *that *she mi I DIDN'T WRITE THIS!!!!! WHO IS USING MY NAME????? |
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