Winston lives under the oppressive shadow of Big Brother, always
START: WINSTON: All she does is work. All she’s ever done. And she’s singing.
All over the world, millions.
Winston feels a mystical reverence for the mother.
[... … …]
END: WINSTON: A metre-wide from childbearing, working, toiling from birth to death
WINSTON: Still singing.
Icke, Robert and Macmillan, Duncan, 1984, Oberon Books Ltd, 2013, pp. 85=87.
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