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November 17

I paid my respects last night at the November 17 monument on Národní třida. It was crowded and solemn, almost like a funeral, despite the loud music coming from the concert set up on the corner of Národní and Spálena.

I wasn't here during the Velvet Revolution, and have on many occasions wished I was. Instead I was in California in college. But I remember feeling like the world had suddenly gotten to be a better place.