Behind this, lays memories even history, but have we stop to think if all of them are happy? How about the fact if some of them are just to painful that want to be forgotten? But at the same time this is what keep us going; trying to find out what truly happened during those times...
Happiness? Suffer? Anger? Sadness? What those people felt it is and always will unknown. After all is our job to guest what hapenned.
Memories, of this place, make us wish to know what happened or what those people went through, sadly we will never know...
