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This is a personal project by @dellsystem. I built this to help me retain information from the books I'm reading.

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we need this money to live

[...] For the simple act of going into the factory hell: We want a guaranteed minimum wage of 120,000 lire a month:

Because we need this money to live in this shitty society. Because we no longer want the piece rates to have us by the throat. Because we want to eliminate the divisions between wo…

—p.105 We Want Everything Second part (97) by Nanni Balestrini
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increases in the variable part

All of these components tie the worker’s wage to production for the boss. The piece rate, for example, is the pay for the number of units the worker produces. So that the worker has to stay on his toes and follow the foremen’s orders, because they determine this variable part of his wage, which is …

—p.102 Second part (97) by Nanni Balestrini
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work that became almost a prize

It had already been two or three weeks since it all started at Fiat. The struggles had begun after the strike for Battipaglia, which to be on the safe side the union at Fiat only held for three hours. The first political rally was on April 11, 1500 workers from the South Presses. It was the first c…

—p.99 Second part (97) by Nanni Balestrini
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why would they have left Lucania

Why would they have left Lucania to begin with, a world where you relax in the sun, go to the beach, take a tomato from the vine when you’re hungry? There was chronic underemployment in the south. The soil was of poor quality. After grain markets were deregulated, prices plummeted. For rural popula…

—p.ix Introduction (ix) by Rachel Kushner
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Time and the Town

Mrs. Ajo planted these:
single, utterly durable, red.
Mr. Ajo used to walk up the street
from the bay with a bucket of clams

and a cigarette fixed in his mouth
as though he’d been born
with these accessories.
They’re gone now.

The poppies, in June, forthright,
like a single stripe of t…

—p.91 School of the Arts by Mark Doty