After
visiting the British Museum, I walk over to the Dickens House at
48 Doughty Street. It's so nondescript that I walk past it the first
time and have to turn around and come back to find it.
It's a neat
Victorian dwelling. Dickens lived here for only two years, but it's
still worth the time it talks to walk through. As I look out a second-floor
window, I try to imagine what the streets were like without cars
and taxis.
The coolest
part, I thought, was the wine cellar. I wonder what he had it stocked
with when he lived here ...
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