Été 1999, à Paris. Salvatore Puglia n’est pas là. De lui, je ne connais qu’un texte sur “l’art de la radiographie” et deux œuvres vues chez une amie. Assez pour m’attirer dans son petit atelier momentanément déserté, où s’entassent…
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