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I have known Valentin Popa for so long that his face gets lost in the mist of time. Despite the feeling that it was just yesterday, the truth is that I’ve actually known him since the last century—somewhere around the early 1980s. He was a delicate young man, slender and not very tall, with fair skin set off by thick black hair. Back then, he resembled George Enescu in appearance; later on, little by little, he began to resemble more and more... himself.
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