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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For a while nobody moved; it was all sunlight and silence except for the tinkle of
the stream and those three little lonely sounds. Then Raymond put his hand to
his revolver pocket, but the Arabs still didn't move. I noticed the man playing on
The Arab didn't move. After all, there was still some distance between us.
Perhaps because of the shadow on his face, he seemed to be grinning at me. I
waited. The heat was beginning to scorch my cheeks; beads of sweat were
gathering in ...
They have moved me to another cell. In this one, lying on my back, I can see the
sky, and there is nothing else to see. All my time is spent in watching the slowly
changing colors of the sky, as day moves on to night. I put my hands behind my ...
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