It's 5 a.m. and I can hear 25 chirping chicks behind this door.
Hearing gunshots and laughter, but in a very different way than I'm used to.
This old, Italian guy in a track suit has been dominating this giant chess board all day.
A place that is often packed with people, is empty.
Who was this tiny, little door made for, how long ago, and are they still alive?