It is difficult to forget that day twenty years ago. Now I know that day was my birthday, I remember my mother crying at home, she was excited, I was not able to undestand what was happening, I did not know anything about comunism or cold war, I just remember I thought I had to study the Capital of Germany again. Later they started to sell fragments of the wall… and so twenty years passed, like a tango, and last monday, 9th of november, again one day before my birthay, we celebrate the 20th anniversary of the wall of the wall.

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