This business with following people around is really getting to my head. It's very strange to follow people who are themselves followed and to know that they, in turn, are following you. Becoming spies we never trained for scenarios like these.
Today I followed Winston all day. Towards the afternoon he met upp with Julia in the old clocktower! It fascinated me that people actually made dates. That pure affection still exists here beats me. It felt very odd, in fact, that in this world of mindless slaves, they were free enough to love someone. It was pretty, but it made me mad. What gave them the right to love, when oone else could. It would be like eating a feast for 100 people alone, when the whole world was starving to death.
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