You never go to Corniche Guest House by chance. You go there either to get into trouble or to hide. A loaded place of dirty people in need of sex, drugs, and money.
If you don’t care much about humanity and want your basic instincts to be fulfilled, you'll find your way at the Corniche guest house.
A three-floor high jaded whorehouse. Corniche is outside the official Red Light district serving local factories and offices where punters wanted a quick fuck during lunchtime or some after-work fun.
The place needs refurbishment. Before stepping through the front door, there are broken window panes, crumbling brickwork, flaking dirty brown color paint, and a red neon sign perched at an annoying angle.