SINOPSIS DEL LIBRO

It was a bright cold day in April and the clocks were striking thirteen Winston Smith his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him The hallway smelt of boiled cabbage and old rag mats At one end of it a coloured poster too large for indoor display had been tacked to the wa...Seguir leyendo