The building is like every other building in a depressed part of Sacramento. Except that each building tells its own story, has its own tale. To those who are not used to it each building looks the same in a generic way. Each old, each seemingly broken in its own way, each blending into the next. But it's those small differences that matter and are noticed by those who do more than drive by.
The building the flyers point too? Equally old, equally seen better days. Though unlike the others it seems to stand tall without actually standing tall. As though the building knows something that the other buildings don't. A hand written sign by the door says "Welcome one and all, peace be onto you" followed by "Inside, down the stairs, to the right". For you see this building was once a factory...probably a factory. Time wears down all things.
A bit of patience would let a Wolf see that the "one and all" seems pretty accurate. College students, those down on their luck, suits, dresses, even a small family. All make their way unhurried to the building and disappear into it.