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go into battle for a chesterfield settee

On occasions they wished everything would stay the same, not ever move. Then they would be able just to drift. Their life would keep them warm: it would stretch ahead through the months and years without - or almost without - altering, without ever hampering them. It would be but the harmonious seq…

—p.77 Things: A Story of the Sixties / A Man Asleep Things. A Story of the Sixties (13) by Georges Perec
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otherwise it’s best not to theorize at all for/pq-done project/stunt-story topic/love

‘A large crowd of us went to see Anna Alekseyevna off. She had already said goodbye to her husband and children, and the train was about to leave at any moment. I rushed to her compartment to put a basket that she’d almost forgotten onto the luggage-rack. Now it was time to say farewell. When our e…

—p.91 The Lady with the Little Dog and Other Stories About Love (83) by Anton Chekhov
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their real lives were elsewhere

It didn't add up to much. They were the first to be aware of this, and they often wondered, standing in the middle of the pack, what they were doing there, out in the cold, in the rain, in these sinister parts of the town — Bastille, Nation, Hôtel de Ville. They wished something would happen to pro…

—p.75 Things: A Story of the Sixties / A Man Asleep Things. A Story of the Sixties (13) by Georges Perec
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quite near to believing that

If some day something were to give way, such as an agency going out of business or their being seen as too old, or too unreliable in their work, or one of them falling ill, that was all it would take for everything to come tumbling down. They had no prospects, no reserves. Their minds often turned …

—p.68 Things. A Story of the Sixties (13) by Georges Perec
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me, who used to dream of poetry

Such a prospect is not comforting. No-one embarks upon it without protest. For Christ's sake, our young lad thinks, am I going to have to spend my days behind these glass walls instead of going for walks in flowery meadows? am I going to catch myself hoping the night before each promotion exercise?…

—p.64 Things. A Story of the Sixties (13) by Georges Perec