The heaviest door ever

2pm.

Back in Leipzig.
What a joke!

Entrance door to the former Stasi headquarters in Leipzig. Today is hosts the Stasi Museum Runde Ecke.

Entrance door to the former Stasi headquarters in Leipzig. Today is hosts the Stasi Museum Runde Ecke.

I know exactly what to do now after they repelled me in Berlin.
“Runde Ecke” or round corner - by the design of the building but also as a metaphor - that’s what we call the Stasi headquarters in Leipzig.
Everyone knows it.
Everyone is scared of it/THEM.

Walking to the huge, heavy door makes me choke.
This will be my last moments out here.
Not in freedom, not in liberty.
That would be in the West.

And that’s EXACTLY what I’ll demand now.

A small button to push for such a big step.
For a second I am irritated that I haven’t thought about my folks for the last hours.
After leaving the Normannenstrasse I contemplated shortly to still do the Checkpoint Charlie stunt.
But I liked the efficiency and directness better to get there directly and get it over with fast and with vigor.

I won’t waver.
Can’t!

A huge bloke in uniform answers the door.
I guess you need that type to even move it.
He looks down to me as if I had punched him.

“Here is my passport - you let me leave to West Germany - I’m on hunger strike now!"