The man's gaze turned upwards. He looks puzzled. Why is he hanging here now? Here, in Amsterdam? He comes from Spain, doesn't he? Then he hung in St Petersburg for years. This room, as deep red and imposing in size as the ''Spanish Hall'' in the Hermitage, by the way, looks an awful lot like the room where it hung for so long. Incidentally, he is alone. Only in the frame. The rest of the painting has been lost. And how that can be, no one knows. We do know that Diego Velazquez de Silva painted it...
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