A review by cptnpresident
The Plague by Albert Camus

From the moment the plague is declared over a weight is lifted off my chest. Like when you’ve finally landed after a 9-hour flight and you suddenly feel this weird wave of hope wash over you. Come to think of it maybe we’ve judged the passengers who’ve chosen to express that hope in the form of applause too harshly (it’s still kind of egregious, ngl). 

The effectiveness of camus’ writing, be it the creation of atmosphere and environment or  characters driven purely by joy in the face of misery, is quietly sweeping and so deeply heartfelt.