Cezarica steps to the microphone, not with a flourish, but with a quiet, knowing look. She begins singing a melancholy melody about youth that leaves too soon.
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She sings, "Viata, viata trecatoare..." (Life, fleeting life...), a song about losing time and loved ones. The audience stops drinking. A young man stares into his glass, remembering his home; an old woman wipes a tear, thinking of lost youth. Cezarica steps to the microphone, not with a