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Softly, from inside the apartment of the missing Nicolescu came the most wonderful sounds I had ever heard. Imagine the mystic chanting of the Abbess Hildegard, but sounding much, much older, more knowing, more possessive. Imagine mediaeval monodies, Greek flute music, the babblings of ancient creatures ... well this was all here in concentrated form. We were rooted to the spot, both of us, amazed in the doorway, and I'm here to tell you that in this moment hell really froze over!!!

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