Since that day, I’ve walked past 92 dozens of times. It never changes. But I do—I notice the gargoyles on the neighboring building, the way the light hits the pavement at 4 PM. This address taught me that curiosity is the real tourist attraction.
So if you ever find yourself on Southampton Row, stand still for sixty seconds. Watch the people. Imagine their stories. And if you see a man fixing an umbrella with a twist-tie? Say hello. He might just change your day.
Now, go explore. I’m off to find that greasy spoon again. The chips there are unreasonably good. And honestly, that’s the only reason you need.
