The hallway stank of boiled cabbage and old rag mats, both government-issued. At one end of the hallway, a coloured poster, too large for indoor display, had been tacked to the wall. It depicted simply an enormous face, more than a metre wide: the face of a man about 45, with a heavy black moustache and ruggedly handsome features. Winston made for the stairs. It was no … [Read more...]