On 16 March 2013, the city of Thessaloniki organised its first-ever Holocaust Memorial Walk. The walk was held in commemoration of the 70th anniversary since the first deportations of the city’s Jewish population to Auschwitz. It was set to begin, symbolically, at Liberty Square, where after a few official speeches, the crowd would walk to the old railway station from which the first carriages departed to Auschwitz. As a twenty-one-year-old student at one of Thessaloniki’s colleges, with a developing passion for human rights, I was among the first to arrive at the square. My best friend and I watched the crowd grow larger by the minute, until we could no longer see where it ended. Some newspapers later reported that 2,500 people took part in the memorial walk. I was at the front line.