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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All I was conscious of was our mad rush along the water front, amongst cranes
and winches, with dark hulls of ships alongside and masts swaying in the offing. I
was the first to catch up with the truck. I took a flying jump, landed safely, and ...
However, I went straight home, as I had to put some potatoes on to boiL The hall
was dark and, when I was starting up the stairs, I almost bumped into old
Salamano, who lived on the same floor as I. As usual, he had his dog with him.
For eight ...
And each time I felt a hot blast strike my forehead, I gritted my teeth, I clenched
my fists in my trouser pockets and keyed up every nerve to fend off the sun and
the dark befuddlement it was pouring into me. Whenever a blade of vivid light
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