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China clutching the sun to its chest

It had been several years since I had been to Florence; it happened on a day of heavy rain and it was on this rainy day that I learned of the death of the painter Giampaolo Talani. He had died of lung cancer, which had taken him away in just two months.
I didn't want to believe it, he was still young, he wanted to go to China to make a bronze sculpture, he wanted to...
His image constantly flashed before my eyes, I could hear his somewhat hoarse voice in my ears. That evening the rain kept beating down on Florence with its continuous thumping, it seemed that the city too was in mourning for the death of the painter who, with his great fresco in the Santa Maria Novella station, greeted the arrival and departure of travellers from all over the world. [...]

Hu Lanbo