The StrangerMeursault, 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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The streetcars which a few minutes before had been crowded were now almost
empty. In the little cafe, Chez Pierrot, beside the tobacconist's, the waiter was
sweeping up the sawdust in the empty restaurant. A typical Sunday afternoon.
The streetcars which a few minutes before had been crowded were now almost
empty. In the little cafe, Chez Pierrot, beside the tobacconist's, the waiter was
sweeping up the sawdust in the empty restaurant. A typical Sunday afternoon.
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There were little pools of brightness under the lamps, and now and then a
streetcar passed, lighting up a girl's hair, or a smile, or a silver bangle. Soon after
this, as the streetcars became fewer and the sky showed velvety black above the
...
There were little pools of brightness under the lamps, and now and then a
streetcar passed, lighting up a girl's hair, or a smile, or a silver bangle. Soon after
this, as the streetcars became fewer and the sky showed velvety black above the
...
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He told me he'd been having a roughhouse with a fellow who'd annoyed him. "I'm
, not one who looks for trouble," he explained, "only I'm a bit short-tempered. That
fellow said to me, challenging-like, 'Come down off that streetcar, if you're a ...
He told me he'd been having a roughhouse with a fellow who'd annoyed him. "I'm
, not one who looks for trouble," he explained, "only I'm a bit short-tempered. That
fellow said to me, challenging-like, 'Come down off that streetcar, if you're a ...
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