Between the pine trees stands an imposing school building from the 1950s once the heart of glass technology. In its wide corridors, the sound of burners and young students once echoed as they mastered the art of glassmaking to perfection.

The sober DDR architecture, with its repeating windows and blue accents, still breathes a sense of order and precision. But where knowledge was once passed on, silence now reigns. Paint peels from the walls, weeds creep up the façades, and time seems to have stopped here.