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The last summer transfer
The 4:42 p.m. TGV cut through the fields of Upper Provence with a steady, monotonous speed. Outside, July was bursting with a display of violent yellows and blazing violets; sunflowers and lavender…
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The echo of the courtyards
The return to Paris had the metallic taste of definitive things. Jean cleaned the apartment with a ferocity that bordered on punishment. He put Pascal's copy on the shelf in the living room and…