As is the case with most of you, I read 1984 in high school. I have done a tremendous amount of reading in my life, but virtually none of it fiction. Indeed, I think I’ve only read two or three fiction books in my entire life that weren’t required by school.
Having read 1984 only a single time, and way back in – – well – – 1983 – – I was shocked that I had any recollection of it. Yet, on Friday, in a flash, the closing words hit me like a brick:
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