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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At this he looked rather hurt, and told me that I always shilly-shallied, and that I
lacked ambition —a grave defect, to his mind, when one was in business. I
returned to my work. I'd have preferred not to vex him, but I saw no reason for "
Anyhow, to my mind, the man was asking for trouble; one shouldn't play fool tricks
of that sort. So, what with long bouts of sleep, my memories, readings of that
scrap of newspaper, the tides of light and darkness, the days slipped by. I'd read,
When such thoughts crossed my mind, I remembered a story Mother used to tell
me about my father. I never set eyes on him. Perhaps the only things I really knew
about him were what Mother had told me. One of these was that he'd gone to ...
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