His Name Was Peter Fechter

Christine Lorelie
3 min readDec 22, 2021

My plane landed after a long journey of flight delays and layovers. Too tired for any adventure, my body told me, “…rest first, and tomorrow you will explore”. The following day, I prepared myself for all that Berlin had to offer and possibly more.

Walking towards the city’s center, I was met with great familiarity. Like any other large city, the streets were bustling with tourists, tour guides, and the occasional…

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Christine Lorelie

UX Researcher | Product Designer | Listener | Millennial | Writing about what it means to be human | www.christinelorelie.com