Here is Oscar Wilde bookshop. It is very fine indeed. It is full of books for the gays. I am sitting in the back blogging and eating cheese sandwiches. Cecelia (that's her in the pic, running the joint) is in the front, reading my blog. We make our own entertainment. She just came in back and said, 'You walked to Bluestockings? Are you insane?'
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