Feel free to ignore her. There is a large pile of rubble in the center of the floor. The walls are streaked with a multitude of colors. The air is getting warmer. Wendall Wilkie buttons cover the wall.
German wines line the shelves.
Large razor blades litter the floor. Used corn pads litter the floor. The walls are covered with a sticky fluid. A small creek runs into a crack in the West wall. The aroma of rancid corned beef assails your nostrils.