Leaving everything else behind, we headed towards to wrought-iron door.
“Be careful,” said the attendent, eyes full of concern, “Don’t bring anything with you - no phone, no wallet.”
We nodded knowingly and stepped out into the unwelcoming streets.
“Go this way,” he continued, pointing to the left, away from any main squares, “It’s better this way… less people.”
Thanking him, we headed into the night: on-edge and jumpy, eyes scanning.
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