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| | Chapter I 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 VictoryAdd to Reading ListSource URL: theorwellprize.co.ukDownload Document from Source Website File Size: 87,54 KBShare Document on Facebook
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