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twenty thousand forty five
twenty thousand fortyfive

twenty thousand
20,000

eight thousand forty five
twenty thousand forty five

twenty thousand pesos
20,000

two hundred twenty thousand
two hundred twenty thousand pesoa

two hundred twenty thousand pesos
two hundred twenty thousand pesos

forty-five thousandths
forty five thousandths

five thousand four hundres sixty seven and forty five cents
five thousand four hundres sixty seven and forty five cents

one million five hundred twenty thousand seven hundred twenty two pesos and seventy two centavos
one million five hundred twenty thousand seven hundred twenty two pesos and seventy two centavos

the hallway smelt of boiled cabbage and old rag mats. at one end of it a coloured poster, too large for indoor display, had been tacked to the wall. it depicted simply an enormous face, more than a metre wide: the face of a man of about forty-five, with a heavy black moustache and ruggedly handsome features. winston made for the stairs. it was no use trying the lift. even at the best of times it was seldom working, and at present the electric current was cut off during daylight hours. it was part of the economy drive in preparation for hate week. the flat was seven flights up, and winston, who was thirty￾nine and had a varicose ulcer above his right ankle, went slowly, resting several times on the way. on each landing, opposite the lift-shaft, the poster with the enormous face gazed from the wall. it was one of those pictures which are so contrived that the eyes follow you about when you move. big brother is watching you, the caption beneath it ran.
the hallway smelt of boiled cabbage and old rag mats. at one end of it a coloured poster, too large for indoor display, had been tacked to the wall. it depicted simply an enormous face, more than a metre wide: the face of a man of about forty-five, with a heavy black moustache and ruggedly handsome features. winston made for the stairs. it was no use trying the lift. even at the best of times it was seldom working, and at present the electric current was cut off during daylight hours. it was part of the economy drive in preparation for hate week. the flat was seven flights up, and winston, who was thirty￾nine and had a varicose ulcer above his right ankle, went slowly, resting several times on the way. on each landing, opposite the lift-shaft, the poster with the enormous face gazed from the wall. it was one of those pictures which are so contrived that the eyes follow you about when you move. big brother is watching you, the caption beneath it ran.