Status Updates From Down and Out in Paris and L...

I’m loving this book so far. Think of it as fun little slice of life stories that come together to form a story (and I love slice of life stories). Also gives a new perspective on what absolute poverty (not relatively poverty) looks like, and while Orwell keeps it fairly lighthearted it also gives a feeling of “damn”

" 'It seems to me that what you take a man's money he's fit for nothing for that moment.'

'No, not necessarily. If you set yourself to it, you can live the same life, rich or poor. You can still keep on with your books and your ideas. You just got to say to yourself, "I'm free man in *here*" ' - he tapped his forehead - 'and you're all right.' "

"Like most tramps, he was passionately mean about matches. He had a box of matches when I met him, but I never saw him strike one, and he used to lecture me for extravagance when I struck mine. His method was to cadge a light from strangers, sometimes going for without a smoke for half an hour rather than strike a match."

suddenly I thought poverty awakens the deep sense of people about life. the moment with the people you share the last penny you had, the happiness when you walk 3km after a 12-hour shift of work to announce to your friend that you just got a job that can only help you get fed. I love George Orwell🥹