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, a few days after I'd been sent to prison, I decided that this phase of my life
was one of them. However, as time went by, I came to feel that this aversion had
no real substance. In point of fact; during those early days, I was hardly conscious
The sun was setting and it was the hour of which I'd rather not speak— "the
nameless hour," I called it— when evening sounds were creeping up from all the
floors of the prison in a sort of stealthy procession. I went to the barred window
and in ...
As I was being taken from the courthouse to the prison van, I was conscious for a
few brief moments of the once familiar feel of a summer evening out-of- doors.
And, sitting in the darkness of my moving cell, I recognized, echoing in my tired ...
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