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Ekaterina velika serial9/23/2023 There were no signs of an implosion and bloodbath that followed a decade later, but the country had already started to change, to pale and wrinkle, like a vegetable that is left for too long in a fridge. More people grieved than they would be ready to admit today, and everyone was worried. On that day, at 15h05, the President of the Socialist Federative Republic of Yugoslavia, Josip Broz Tito died in his hospital bed in Ljubljana, only a stone’s throw away from my childhood home. But if I had to single out a date that mattered in that journey, 4th May 1980 would certainly be on the short list. As to figuring out how I got there, I am still not sure. It turned out the previous occupant of the office, Hans, was a keen gardener – a passion that I found as alien as most of other things during that first November days in Strasbourg. It did not take me long to resolve the mystery of the keyboard. And most of all, how on earth did I ever get here. I was lost in my thoughts, feeling nervously excited, trying to figure out what to do, where to start, and what was expected from me. It was my first day at the Council of Europe and I was staring at the keyboard in front of me. On 2 November 1995, I was sitting in an office on the 6th floor of the Palais de l’Europe.
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