mr.House's blog: Fresh news 21

You hear your Oriental friends called greasy little babus, and you admit, dutifully, that they ARE greasy little babus. God! Their horns are set so far back that they cant gore you. It was curious that the fact of having held it in his fingers seemed to him to make a difference even now, when the photograph itself, as well as the event it recorded, was only memory. But as the animals outside gazed at the scene, it seemed to them that some strange thing was happening. What are you in for To tell you the truth -- He sat down awkwardly on the bench opposite Winston. You had better tell Hla Pe to have an attack of dysentery and stay away from the office. But at this moment Winston noticed some tufts of loosestrife growing in the cracks of the cliff beneath them. But in among all this terrible poverty there were just a few great big beautiful houses that were lived in by rich men who had as many as thirty servants to look after them. Presently they fell asleep for a little while.

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Friday, March 20, 2009

Fresh news 21

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