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Saturday, June 28, 2025

George Orwell's 1984 Anagramaniacal Opening Lines

It was a bright cold day in April...

...what AI call'd "a boy's tiring drip"... 

...just how tiring the drip could become young Winston would  discover all too soon...

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Transparency; or, How Did We Read Him...? Let Us Count The Ways.

(At every appearance  of the word 'read' in  the verses below -- except the final one --  that word should be  pronounced /red/.) We...