In virtue of this monstrous system, the son of the worker, on entering life, finds no field which he may… — Peter Kropotkin

In virtue of this monstrous system, the son of the worker, on entering life, finds no field which he may till, no machine which he may tend, no mine in which he may dog, without accepting to leave a great part of what he will produce to a master.

p. 59Source: Wikiquote · CC BY-SA 4.0

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