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- Berlin, Germany -

- February 1936 -

The days blurred into a steady rhythm of lectures, discussions, and quiet, methodical practice. Aryan traveled alongside Dr. C.V. Raman, meeting some of the brightest minds in Europe. From the bustling scientific community in Paris to the storied halls of the University of Bologna, then to the emerging fields of physics and chemistry in Madrid, he absorbed knowledge while subtly le ...

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