The little man sat in the shadowy corner, big eyes devouring the scene in front of him. He wore a loose gray sweatshirt zipped up, his legs tucked close to his chest. His hair was greasy and unkempt. Around him several other men and a few women sat, anticipating the event about to take place.

The open room was made mostly of concrete and old timber. People sat at tables and chairs or on cement stadium steps. The center of the room below them had a small stage and a dark doorway off it, going beneath one set of stairs.