The dark-haired girl is named Julia. She is not a spy for the Thought Police. Her and I have so much in common. We talked and I every second I learned more and more about her. She hates Big Brother and the Party, as do I. There was one thing that I liked the most. She had slept with scores of Part members, I was not the only one. This gives me hope; not because I can get what I want from her, but because that means there are more men who disagree with the Party. This is good, this is just the beginning.
Julia brings out something in me that I did not know I had. She has opened up a world to me that I never knew was there. Our time in the Golden Country together, being with each other, talking, and our act of rebellion was when it came to me; I love her like she loves me. She brings out the real me.
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