The former home of Huancayo, where dance theater (Marinera) could be had at the time of Ximena H, and especially now, a fairly dreary place. Perhaps the ugliest building on this stretch of road long and narrow in the arms of the Plaza in the center of Huancayo, and all the way home old theater itself. It often seems to me as I drove by him, many years, it was uninhabited and he looked at me with her window curtains appeared less like dead, dry eyes.
The building was bought by a private university in the city. The second floor and one story, my memories of the building was in contact with the stairs, no balcony outside the subject, he served as a means of access to look down on the stage was a large building well-structured, more care was beyond the actually inside.