Once  this was quite a luxurious palace  for muses of acting
 and  terpsichory. Seating for hundreds  still accommodates,
 all  scuffed and torn. Plaster work in  the ceiling is vast
 and  grand and falling. Before you the  stage, broad enough
 for  all the Rockettes in line.

From here you can see the doors leading out and the stage.
You see Playbill here.
Marcus (sleeping> is here.