I just found my worst possible venue... here.
That is nothing I want to visit without something like a SigSauer Rattler in 300 Blackout, Tec-9 or MAC-10 in my own ride and no taxi.
The building is obviously a set of actually several apartments, originally designed in the 1920ies for Central Europe most likely, which explains the thick, well insulated flat roofs, to hold some snow, and large open window spaces, to let some sun in.
Placing that into the Jungle is one thing. Covering all with plastic grass a whole different insult to the original idea and leaving away any appropriate shades in a sofa covered apartment block turned into a nightmare of villa does create the perfect place for Alpha men, admittingly.
So, in Rocker Clubs they teach you the hierarchy on attendance. You start on the bottom. These gathering of young Entrepreneurs are build on the mistake of having equals, which practically means they start sorting the hierarchy as soon as having spotted each other. That hardly ever goes well.
Having a final message delivery and therefore clear purpose makes it easy and bearable, beside you won't stay long and still can catch some food. Ask John Wick...
#cyberpunkcoltoure
