Tales From The Provinces
Tuesday, December 31, 2002
The building looks like it's on its last legs, the paint peeling off in great strips. The window frames are buckled and there is no shine from the window panes. The impression of decay is further reinforced by the waist-high grass and scrub growing on what should be a lawn. The steel door that serves as the main entrance to the building is rusting away and can no longer be opened. "Normally guests or party workers enter by the side door," said th
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