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I was born when the wall went up. I knew it would fall one day as it just goes against human nature to live behind a wall. I lived in the Netherlands during the fall of the Berlin Wall. I visited east Berlin a few months before the wall fell. I wanted to experience loosing my freedom for a day before it fell. It was indeed drab and gray. My girl friend and I finally found a place to spend our 25 East German Deutchmarks, at the opera house. We had tea and a pastry. I'll never forget how the people watched us, a happy young couple in love, and how they resented our happiness. They, and we, knew that we were going back to freedom later that evening. While they had to stay in their drab and grey world.

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