A Perfect Spy

We are born, we get married, we divorce, we die. But somewhere along the way, if we get the chance, we should also stand Liberal Candidate for the ancient fishing and weaving constituency of Gulworth North situated in the remoter fens of East Anglia in the unlit post war years before television replaced the Temperance Hall, and communications were such that a man’s character could be born again by removing it a hundred and fifty miles north-east of London.

John LeCarre

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