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There is something on my mind right now, something I can’t understand. 268 more words
Tales of the wretched
Ashok and his mother – chapter 1: The night at the shelter
4 July 2015
Ashok lifted his head from his plate and looked at the woman sitting on the chair at the opposite side of the shelter. 1,727 more words
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To-day the rich man knows in his heart that he is a cancer and not an organ of the State. He differs from all other thieves or parasites for this reason: that the brigand who takes by force wishes his victims to be rich.