Tonight in 1989, the Berlin Wall started to come down. I remember it well, such a wonderful night.
Having been to Berlin, the city is united by public transport but divided in many other ways - pedestrian crossings of different designs and street lights of different colours, as well as the ghost of the wall marked with a line of poles, built up close on the east side of the line but still with open space on the west.
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