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Why Did I Desert Labour? Total Bloody Disillusionment. The Party Was A Corpse. It Had No Ideology, It Became Detached, Old, Spineless And Needed To Go.

Power Expands Through The Distribution Of Secrecy.

Once You've Lived The Inside-out World Of Espionage, You Never Shed It. It's A Mentality, A Double Standard Of Existence.

Home's Where You Go When You Run Out Of Homes.

But There Is A Big Difference In Working For The West And Working For A Totalitarian State.