This place is trashed as Hell, so we thought we should add some colors to protect the remains of the standing walls. Ha, what an explanation!* Now, imagine a ruined complex in the middle of Nowherewood, where only pheasants can surprise you; and then suddenly a bunch of people shows up in police and military uniforms, face masks and big ass guns storming the door - doesn't sound good, right? It turned out that we "broke in" a paintball training course, and almost ended up with some different kind of paint stains :D It was our luck that these guys are real pro's and they can distinguish "civilians" from the enemy. After a short talk we came to understanding, both parties are fine with the presence of others, so we finished our pieces in relatively short time and escaped alive :) Being a graffiti writer is never boring!
*No, really, words can't explain how destroyed this building is, so if any authority wants to judge us 'cause we forgot to ask for permission (sorry, happens all the time...) then something is seriously wrong in this town.
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