Sometimes one of us falls down and the few passers-by gather round. “He’s drunk,” someone says. But a voice replies, “No, he’s hungry!” Unless they say, “He’s dead!”
via De Profundis Clamavi Ad Te….
Tags: anarchism, Ravachol, Séverine
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