Once this was a decaying shopfront

now it is some kleptocrat's investment and refuge for when a bigger kleptocrat comes after them, carefully and expensively maintained in a state of apparent decay. The bulky bullet-headed men who watched me as I took this picture were not visibly armed. Their drone still whines overhead, watching and reporting. Is it armed? Am I its target? I don't know: if it is, and I am, I will never know, I suppose.