mr.House's blog: Fresh news 10

And we had worked on it for two years! As always, the gin made him shudder and even retch slightly. Occasionally, perhaps twice a week, he went to a dusty, forgotten-looking office in the Ministry of Truth and did a little work, or what was called work. What overwhelmed him in that instant was admiration for the gesture with which she had thrown her clothes aside. That too had been a formative period. To see him toiling up the slope inch by inch, his breath coming fast, the tips of his hoofs clawing at the ground, and his great sides matted with sweat, filled everyone with admiration. One day they would decide to shoot him. He was alone. The children, on the other hand, were systematically turned against their parents and taught to spy on them and report their deviations. It was curious how that predestined horror moved in and out of ones consciousness.

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Friday, March 20, 2009

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