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  • It wasn't only that you didn't see him anymore, meet him anymore. You saw his absence and encountered it as something tangible. His not being there was like the sharply outlined emptiness of a photo with a figure cut out precisely with scissors and now the missing figure is more important, more dominant than all others.

    Pascal Mercier (2008). “Night Train to Lisbon: A Novel”, p.157, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.