Притон. Shelter.

We were traveling with my husband. Above us are regular customers with prostitutes. Extinguished. Not sane. For four hours they jump on the floor (these are the boards that separate you and them) and then they have orgies. Where can I move at three o'clock? Still midnight to go look for a hotel and get the same? The administration is well aware of what is happening in them. But at least passers-by should be housed separately so that everything does not remain invisible. The rudeness of the receptionist girls can only be understood because they know in which shelter they work. But I expected to sleep, not just lie in bed. Once God took me to spend the night in such places. Disgusting.
In order to settle, you still need to run and look for the administration. Fucked up minors walk around the territory, who are somewhere in prostration and find out the relationship.
I DO NOT RECOMMEND.