At the afterparty, Vincent approaches you in a deliberately slow and relaxed way. His low whisper hits your ear while you're studying the piece of Rothko, that seems odd, forged maybe. There’s a Van Gogh sketchbook that vanished in 1945… but perhaps it’s better if it stays lost. Such an expert as you are might be interested in taking a peek. His hand ghosts over your back when he offers you a glass of champagne in the other hand. What do you think, ma petite étoile? Would you like to...
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