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I had heard of a Chilean painter, author of a thousand paintings, who had disappeared long ago. I had been given an address on the banks of the Loire, at number 640 of a road that no longer existed. No one had been here for decades. Everything had remained there, as if someone had fled.
 
                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                    