Condemned cells. Everything is lost. Each vibration asserts its individual rights; and all such Laws shall be composed entirely of exclamation marks. ‘To the factory workers!’ ‘Order!’ ‘Appeal!’ ‘Decree!’ Comrade Pogány.
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