The StrangerA young Algerian, Meursault, afflicted with a sort of aimless inertia, becomes embroiled in the petty intrigues of a local pimp and, somewhat inexplicably, ends up killing a man. Once he's imprisoned and eventually brought to trial, his crime, it becomes apparent, is not so much the arguably defensible murder he has committed as it is his deficient character ... |
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... hard at me , as if he had been waiting for me to wake . Then I fell asleep again . I woke up after a bit , because the ache in my legs had developed into a sort of cramp . it There was a glimmer of dawn above the sky- light . A minute ...
... hard at me , as if he had been waiting for me to wake . Then I fell asleep again . I woke up after a bit , because the ache in my legs had developed into a sort of cramp . it There was a glimmer of dawn above the sky- light . A minute ...
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... hard as he can , till finally the old chap misses a step and nearly falls . Then he beats his dog and calls it names . The dog cowers and lags behind , and it's his master's turn to drag him along . Presently the dog forgets , starts ...
... hard as he can , till finally the old chap misses a step and nearly falls . Then he beats his dog and calls it names . The dog cowers and lags behind , and it's his master's turn to drag him along . Presently the dog forgets , starts ...
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Albert Camus. my was gazing hard at me . He had a plain , rather chunky face ; what held attention were his eyes , very pale , clear eyes , riveted on me , though not betraying any definite emotion . For a moment I had an odd impression ...
Albert Camus. my was gazing hard at me . He had a plain , rather chunky face ; what held attention were his eyes , very pale , clear eyes , riveted on me , though not betraying any definite emotion . For a moment I had an odd impression ...
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