For a good
chunk of , theMeursault has absolutely no dread or anxiety in any regards
of his life. After killing an Arab man, Meursault shows neither satisfaction nor remorse. He
certainly isn't a sadist who enjoyed the crime, nor is he empathetic enough to regret
it.
It isn't until Meursault faces his own death that dread and anxiety set
in. Slowly, the realization of the brutality of capital punishment (particularly by
guillotine)...
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