Dieter Zimmer

‘So when are we getting out?’ ‘I’ve been trying to work that out half the night. When would it be least noticed?’‘Don’t know. In winter, when it’s dark.’
‘Oh, good God, no! We have to get away as soon as we can.’
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From Wald Platz, Thomas rode the no. 6 tram, as always with his sheet music tucked under his arm and standing to the left beside the driver, across Friedrich Engels Platz, that most people still called Fleischer Platz, down the Brühl, the street where Leo had worked, to Karl Marx Platz, that most people still called Augustus Platz. More ...

Thomas still didn’t dare to admit that he wanted to hear the Saturday motet in St. Thomas’ Church. In contrast to the top division games between Chemie Leipzig and visiting teams in the Georg Schwarz Stadium, the motet wasn’t a typical event for any boy with a little self-respect.More ...