human
I have a right to live, now ... as they are letting me die of hunger ... and yet I only ask for work ... a set of hogs! And the pain in his limbs, the gnawing in his heart rose to his head like terrible intoxication, and gave rise to this simple thought in his brain:
gpt
I have the right to live because I breathe, and because the air is the common property of everybody, and so nobody has a right to leave me without bread!
human
How miserable!... another month of walking before I get home....