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I bought this book in a bookstore in the neighborhood of La Villette, when we went to the Cité de la Musique. I must have heard the author on the radio, the title and cover I liked, and he had been waiting at one of the overloaded shelves of my library.

And my heart is transparent history of mourning, one that Lancelot must make his girlfriend Irina, found dead in a car at the bottom of a river. This disappearance is all the more painful he discovers, by fragments, Irina had a double life that he never suspected not. But what we really know the people you love and whom we share life? He, consciously or not, refused to see and hear that maybe she would have liked to share with him? Lancelot will make a kind of initiatory journey, seeking and refusing both to know the truth, yet he will end up understanding, and to which he will still join.

I liked this character a little moon, lonely and eminently practical realities of the outside world, who sees things that others do not, then what makes the lives of most of its congeners it going right at the top of the head. I feel more and more like him over the years pass, and I am therefore felt quite at ease in the world shifted Veronica Ovaldé.

The novel has been awarded, and is generally more popular with readers, or CritiquesLibres Babelio , although some, like Clarabel, are more mixed.