Winston Smith

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Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four.

A man writes secretly at a table in a bare, cracked flat in black and white, a grim city beyond the window. — Original artwork

Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four.

Winston Smith

A man in a blue overall writes in a secret diary by candlelight in a cramped flat while a huge stern face glows on the telescreen on the wall. — Original artwork

Thoughtcrime does not entail death: thoughtcrime IS death.

Winston Smith

A man leans on a window sill above a crowded, smoky slum courtyard where a woman hangs washing and children play. — Original artwork

If there is hope, it lies in the proles.

Winston Smith