"He was gone, leaving Winston holding the scrap of paper, which this time
there was no need to conceal. Nevertheless he carefully memorized what
was written on it, and some hours later dropped it into the memory hole along with a mass of other papers."
- 1984 by George Orwell, chapter 14
Friday, 18 May 2012
If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck ...
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