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Gaspar is back in New York working for a couple of days, caught between the taxis and his faults in French. He is supposed to have lunch with his father right before flying back to Brussels. They have not seen each other for a few years now. Something tells him it is wrong. Something tells him it is right. Trying to find ways to evade the silence, Gaspar will have to stop evading himself. Gaspar is back in New York working for a couple of days, caught between the taxis and his faults in French. He is supposed to have lunch with his father right before flying back to Brussels. They have not seen each other for a few years now. Something tells him it is wrong. Something tells him it is right. Trying to find ways to evade the silence, Gaspar will have to stop evading himself. Gaspar is back in New York working for a couple of days, caught between the taxis and his faults in French. He is supposed to have lunch with his father right before flying back to Brussels. They have not seen each other for a few years now. Something tells him it is wrong. Something tells him it is right. Trying to find ways to evade the silence, Gaspar will have to stop evading himself. Gaspar is back in New York working for a couple of days, caught between the taxis and his faults in French. He is supposed to have lunch with his father right before flying back to Brussels. They have not seen each other for a few years now. Something tells him it is wrong. Something tells him it is right. Trying to find ways to evade the silence, Gaspar will have to stop evading himself.