You're in an auditorium in The Adverbs Palace. A small, sterile, terracotta table with chairs sits in the centre of the room and here the atmosphere feels dry.
You're on an installation in The Excesses Nebulae. A big planet with orange coloured oceans is nearby and two satellites attack each in a fierce battle.
You're outside a carwash in The Marketplace of the Studio. A little, steel shark statue on a pedestal is nearby and loosely scattered studios are floating in place.