From inside all you can hear is the wind outside as it buffets the wire fences. The books line the shelves, programs are loaded on the computers, the plates in the kitchens are clean and neatly stacked, the meat in the walk-in freezers remains intact, board games are in display cabinets, counters and dice shakers encode hypothetical games. Somewhere a radio plays. A laborer left it switched on … “the address by His Majesty the King. And in Lugo, citizens have woken to the deplorable sight of the city’s Roman wall having been desecrated; at some point during the night someone painted a yellow line the entire length of the ancient monument, which dates back to the third century and encircles the city. There are no clues as to the identity of the culprits. This is Radio Nacional de España, Radio Five, stay tuned…”