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blithely from one to the next

Before I finally fell asleep, I remembered a conversation I'd had with an old friend , the one who recruited me into the communist party. We had both been pretty wild in our youth. I used to kid her that she'd slept with everybody-and she practically had. "How did we do it?" I asked her. "How did h…

—p.181 Close to the Machine: Technophilia and Its Discontents [8] The Passionate Engineer (175) by Ellen Ullman
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with all the other boyfriends

We went to a movie. He held my hand all through the show. Afterwards he waited for me outside the ladies' room. When I walked back out into the lobby, there was Brian leaning against a wall, with all the other boyfriends. I felt strangely pleased at the sight of him, at his highschoolish, date-nigh…

—p.177 [8] The Passionate Engineer (175) by Ellen Ullman
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it can't just be the money

"It can't just be the money," I pressed.

"Well, it might be that they have what they think is a good idea ... " He trailed off then sat looking at his hands , which were fine-boned and pale.

But there are many ways to express a good idea, I thought. One could talk to people, give a speech, wr…

—p.171 [7] Money (149) by Ellen Ullman
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just like some sort of commie archive/silicon-jest

I had to explain that companies would make everyone a contractor if there weren't laws against it; that they would jump at the chance to unload the cost of medical coverage, overtime, holidays, sick leave.

"You think so?"

"Jesus, Joel. Companies don't give benefits because they like to. Peopl…

—p.144 [6] Virtuality (123) by Ellen Ullman
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in their fifties

But I can't take this in. I want the conversation to move on. "And the women next to us," I say, "how old are they?" I had been looking at them, wondering if I were there yet.

He looks. "They're in their fifties," he says. For a moment I feel relief: I look younger, Oh good, I'm not there yet. B…

—p.121 [5] New, Old, and Middle Age (95) by Ellen Ullman