When Jan Philipp Albrecht thinks of his childhood, what he sees most is a fence. It ran for kilometers through the fields and meadows. Like a barrier to the end of the world. At least that’s how it felt to him back then, at the end of the 1980s. Albrecht grew up in Wolfenbüttel, a small town in Lower Saxony near the inner-German border. Here the West, over there the GDR. He played in front of the British barracks, in the no-fly zone, surrounded by four nuclear waste disposal sites. Political education in the sandpit. And something that left a lasting impression on him.