SILOS DE GENOVA / ITALY
..i have already heard of this place at my home ,when some persons were at my place as guest...they told me this is one of the best places to get a good view over the harbour of genova...and as we only have been in this city for about 4 hours, one of the main aims was this huge place surrounded by a hospital and a police station...we set the time of one hour to be in there ,because our friend were scared to go in, they knew it is/was a junkies place and thought it would be better to be careful...we on the otherhand were scared too, but couldn't resist to enter...but we spend a long time checking out the entrance area, a broken cellar window..but with a lot of garbage container-workes around, and sometimes police on motorcycles. we played tourists (as we were actually) and hung out at the backyard of the hospital (with a burnt out ambulance van)....until we entered through the mentioned window, into an huge cellar with a very nice concrete structure. at this time we met the first (more scared of us then us of him) junky, friendly greeting and passing by. underneath the broken windows the whole floor of the basement was covered with the contents of stolen (tourist)bags ,but with the easy to sell or very expensive stuff filtered out. wich didn't mean that we didn't found the one or other still usefull thingie, like a pocket-knive for example. then we found an better (hidden) way to get in and out on the seaside of the building...but we went further into the darker part of the basement and as i had empty bateries in my torchlight, i was navigating mostly by the flashlight of the camera and tne's small lamp. we came a part with lots of conveior belts and metal constrctions of the grainsilos, there were even rests of grainshells (eaten uo by rats)....when we came to a stair leading upstairs we found loads of stolen stuff again, and the door on top primitively looked by a wooden bar. ofcourse we opened it and went upwards in a hurry to avoid to be seen from the outside, because of the missing windows. we passed a huge hall and got into the inner parts of the second floor..sanitary facilities wich always trigger an army of erotic fantasies or horrific nightmares in my little spoiled head. from there we followed the lights to another hall heading to the seaside and were overwhelmed by the kitschy view, when the alarm of the clock sounded. we decided to contact our mate outside via sms ,and ask for an hour more, when a guy came along running and telling us that the coppers are just raiding the building, coming up from downstairs! so we skipped the sms telling that everything is fine in the building. and made a quick escape by running the other way than the junkie (?) ,back to the usually locked staircase, we just opened and locked it behind us again with the wood panel. then we sneeked silently and as fast as we could, without seeing anything and the floor covered with shit (yes, also human excrements.) in the direction of the hole we came in. running footsteps and screams one floor above us... and climbed out behind the garbage containers ,steadied and transformed into confused tourists again, wondering what the heck is going on with all the police around...
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