Meursault, an ordinary little clerk living in Algiers, leads a quiet and unemotional life. He commits a senseless murder and is convicted, his lack of emotion toward his mother's death weighing against him. As he contemplates his execution, he considers the value of life and is on the verge of exhibiting feeling.
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And, sitting in the darkness of my moving cell, I recognized, echoing in my tired
brain, all the characteristic sounds of a town I'd loved, and of a certain hour of the
day which I had always particularly enjoyed. The shouts of newspaper boys in ...
And each morning, when the sky brightened and light began to flood my cell, I
agreed with her. Because I might just as well have heard footsteps, and felt my
heart shattered into bits. Even though the faintest rustle sent me hurrying to the
Just then he got up again, and it struck me that if he wanted to move in this tiny
cell, almost the only choice lay between standing up and sitting down. I was
staring at the floor. He took a single step toward me, and halted, as if he didn't
dare to ...
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