Ay, by God, it's a hard life if you don't weaken, if you don't stop that bastard government from grinding your face in the muck, though there ain't much you can do about it unless you start making dynamite to blow their four-eyed clocks to bits. And if you're clever enough to stay out of the army you get bombed to death. Seller Rating: Contact seller BookFirst Edition Used - SoftcoverCondition: Good US 9.
And if you're still left with a tiny bit of life in your guts after all this boggering about, the army calls you up and you get shot to death. Saturday Night and Sunday Morning (Vintage International) Sillitoe, Alan Published byVintage, 2010 ISBN 10: 0307389650ISBN 13: 9780307389657 Seller: TextbooksSource, Columbia, U.S.A. Factories sweat you to death, labour exchanges talk you to death, insurance and income tax offices milk money from your wage packets and rob you to death. Factories and labour exchanges and insurance offices keep us alive and kicking - so they say - but they're booby-traps and will suck you under like sinking-sands if you're not careful. And it's best to be a rebel so as to show 'em it don't pay to try to do you down.
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