As the city’s political fate is being negotiated only several meters away in the council chamber inside Wolfsburg’s City Hall, market visitors haggle over the price of eggs, beans, cauliflower, and “potatoes for storing in the cellar.” The photographer is far more interested in the people strolling through the weekly market than the goods on offer. Be they men with hats and trench coats, children hanging from their coattails, or all the women pushing strollers in front of them as they pass by the market stalls in the morning sun. Some outfits already herald the arrival of the swinging sixties. And thus Heidersberger not only captured the colorful hustle and bustle of the Wolfsburg weekly market, but also the nascent shift in eras.