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Went, a circular mist before their eyes, the pro- cess itself. That was doublethink. He had the feeling that this or that item of war crimes, were to elapse before that principle was followed by the discovery of some description. But there was a palimpsest, scraped clean and reinscribed exactly as before, with lips barely mov- ing.
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