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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He was by himself this time, lying on his back, his hands behindhk.head, his face
shaded by the rock while th^sunJfcfeat on the rest of his body. One could see his
dungarees steaming in the heat. I was rather taken aback; my impression had ...
He was by himself this time, lying on his back, his hands behindhk.head, his face
shaded by the rock while th^sunJfcfeat on the rest of his body. One could see his
dungarees steaming in the heat. I was rather taken aback; my impression had ...
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Some of his colleagues came to him and shook his hand. "You put up a
magnificent show, old man," I heard one of them say. Another lawyer even called
me to witness: "Fine, wasn't it?" I agreed, but insincerely; I was far too tired to
judge if it ...
Some of his colleagues came to him and shook his hand. "You put up a
magnificent show, old man," I heard one of them say. Another lawyer even called
me to witness: "Fine, wasn't it?" I agreed, but insincerely; I was far too tired to
judge if it ...
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