Οn a cold march afternoon in 1949, Wolfgang Leonhard slipped out of the East German Communist Party Secretariat, hurried home, packed what few warm clothes he could fit into a…
- Anne Applebaum
- The Atlantic
“My article will be finished this evening,” he told her.
That was the code they had agreed on in advance.
It meant that he was escaping the country, at great risk to his life.
Though only 28 years old at the time, Leonhard stood at the pinnacle of the new East German elite. The son of…