The reuse of dilapidated and abandoned buildings instills a new way: of the past and the present. Let's live in the present that is reality doesn't exist, in Xenia's historic buildings, they revive images of a fantasy but there was a post-apocalyptic 'before' and 'after'. As unfinished as this building is, it queues up to be reinstalled, the tourist experience is parofs :
Ready-made crooks who feed themselves from their showers, their rooms, their private lockers, to live slowly from their private "disasters". Were they really happy, happy and sad? What happened when the doors closed? After all, who was the "ruin"? Is znas hiros enough to change a situation? Or is this tragofdi ffsth that relieves them also their eternal flame?