"In Fleet Street, in Fleet Street, the People are so fleet, They barely touch the cobble-stones with their nimble feet!"

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Gerry?' Laurel had to strain to hear thought the noise on the other end of the line. 'Gerry? Where are you?' 'London. A phone booth on Fleet Street.' 'The city still has working phone booths?' 'It would appear so. Unless this is the Tardis, in which case I'm in serious trouble.

— Kate Morton