This structure can be a symbol of many things. Of a State. Of a government. Of law and constitution.
Or it could be a symbol of liberty. Of freedom.
But on the day I took this photos, it took another meaning.
As a transplant, and after several years of living as an outsider, it became a personal symbol of my adopted home.
A foreigner, no more.
(In response to WordPress The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Symbol.”)