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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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from the gorilla. The counter the steam of stew came pouring forth with a sour metallic smell, which did not quite overcome the fumes of victory Gin. Just the man I was looking for, said a voice at Winston's back. He turned around. It was his friends. Sim, who worked in the research department, Perhaps friend, was not exactly the right word. You did not have friends nowadays. You had comrades, but there were some comrades whose society was pleasanter than that of others. He was a tiny creature smaller than Winston, with dark hair and large protrude print eyes. I wanted to ask whether you got any razor blades, he said. Not one, said Winston, with a sort of guilty haste. I've tried all over the place. They don't exist any longer. The Q gave another jerk forward. Each of them took a greasy metal tray from a pile at the edge of the counter. My father, without the slightest doubt, was the most marvellous and exciting father any boy ever had. You might think if you didn't know him well that he was a stern and serious man. He wasn't he was actually a wildly funny person. What made him appear so serious was the fact that he never smiled with his mouth. He did it all with his eyes. He had brilliant blue eyes and when he thought of something funny, his eyes would flash. And if you look carefully, you could actually see a tiny little golden spark dancing in the middle of each eye. But the mouth never moved.