The strangerWhen a young Algerian named Meursault kills a man, his subsequent imprisonment and trial are puzzling and absurd. The apparently amoral Meursault--who puts little stock in ideas like love and God--seems to be on trial less for his murderous actions, and more for what the authorities believe is his deficient character. |
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and plunged. Masson walked in gingerly and only began to swim when he was
out of his depth. He swam hand over hand and made slow headway, so I left him
behind and caught up with Marie. The water was cold and I felt all the better for it.
and plunged. Masson walked in gingerly and only began to swim when he was
out of his depth. He swam hand over hand and made slow headway, so I left him
behind and caught up with Marie. The water was cold and I felt all the better for it.
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Then everything began to reel before my eyes, a fiery gust came from the sea,
while the sky cracked in two, from end to end, and a great sheet of flame poured
down through the rift. Every nerve in my body was a steel spring, and my grip ...
Then everything began to reel before my eyes, a fiery gust came from the sea,
while the sky cracked in two, from end to end, and a great sheet of flame poured
down through the rift. Every nerve in my body was a steel spring, and my grip ...
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uinely distressed, I began to pay more attention. He said he felt convinced my
appeal would succeed, but I was saddled with a load of guilt, of which I must get
rid. In his view man's justice was a vain thing; only God's justice mattered. I
pointed ...
uinely distressed, I began to pay more attention. He said he felt convinced my
appeal would succeed, but I was saddled with a load of guilt, of which I must get
rid. In his view man's justice was a vain thing; only God's justice mattered. I
pointed ...
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