This was all right. It's an existentialist novel about obsessive love. The narrator of this piece is an artist. He obsesses about a woman and even when the feelings are mutual it isn't good enough. I don't think that he is really in love with the woman. He lives to obsess. It drives him to murder the object of his affection. Graham Greene and Albert Camus acclaimed this novel. Indeed the author does remind me of the unlikeable narrator of "The Stranger" in many ways. I love South American authors. I need to investigate them more.
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