Quite an atmosphere of petty thefts, petty swindlings, spying and corruption of all sorts spreads like a blot of oil round every prison.
Petr Alekseevich Kropotkin: “Quite an atmosphere of petty thefts, petty swindlings, spying and corruption of all sorts spreads like a blot of oil…”
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Kropotkin highlights the pervasive atmosphere of crime and corruption that surrounds prisons.
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