there's no signs, but she guesses, those would have had to be hammered into the ground. at least, nothing new amidst the rubble. There's some old, rusted metal signs that have been there for... Kara doesn't want to imagine how long.
eventually, they cross an ornate building. the sand paths here have been worn down, blown away some and not maintained like in the heart of the city. clearly most people don't come this way. but the building is beautiful, according to the sign the Theatre Des Deux Rives.
it's beautiful except for the black paint smearing the brick on every wall: DO NOT ENTER written in French.
Kara holds up her phone, and the warning is translated, making her turn to Frank and give him an incredulous look.]
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there's no signs, but she guesses, those would have had to be hammered into the ground. at least, nothing new amidst the rubble. There's some old, rusted metal signs that have been there for... Kara doesn't want to imagine how long.
eventually, they cross an ornate building. the sand paths here have been worn down, blown away some and not maintained like in the heart of the city. clearly most people don't come this way. but the building is beautiful, according to the sign the Theatre Des Deux Rives.
it's beautiful except for the black paint smearing the brick on every wall: DO NOT ENTER written in French.
Kara holds up her phone, and the warning is translated, making her turn to Frank and give him an incredulous look.]
What do you think is wrong with this place?