“The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means” – Georges Bernanos
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"The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means" – Georges Bernanos
"The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means" – Georges Bernanos
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