When I was at the market in Chisinau—this I didn't write in the editorial because it even sounded incredible to me—I stopped to have a coffee in a bar with two chairs placed on a 50 cm balcony over the street. I stood up, and suddenly, muffled yet clearly audible to my trained ear, the voice of L. Cohen: (I know it may sound like a tall tale, but it's one of those magical moments that sometimes happen) the song was: Leonard Cohen - Dance Me to the End of Love
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