
Looking for somewhere to stand and stay [in honor of January 29th]

to Sherlock Holmes she would always be ‘the Woman’

No door knobs, no letter box, painted windows. Twenty-three and twenty-four Leinster Gardens: the empty houses. They were demolished years ago to make way for the London Underground, a vent for the old steam trains.
Only the very front section of the house remains. It’s just a façade. Remind you of anyone, Mary? A façade.