Berlin. The East-side gallery, AKA the “Berlin Wall.” Rainy and overcast, I have three coats on and my hood is up. Here before me stands the most physical remnant of a city with a serious history, with a bloody and confused story. This wall is a living symbol of all that happened in the Holocaust, the Cold War, the stark division of a society that has thrived for hundreds of years. It is monumental in the eyes of the world, in the history lessons taught throughout schools in Europe and the U.S.