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« on: January 09, 2008, 03:47:01 pm »

Anyone ever hear of this place?  Its a pub in London that used to be a debtors prison in which people were confined to tiny 3ft by 3ft cubbyholes!  I just happened across a show about it on TV.
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« Reply #1 on: January 09, 2008, 04:14:47 pm »

That's brutal dude!

Here's a photo of the offending tavern.
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« Reply #2 on: January 09, 2008, 07:00:06 pm »

3ft.X 3ft. cubbys?      Shocked

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« Reply #3 on: January 09, 2008, 07:13:59 pm »

Good lord. That's worse that the Gaebler.
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« Reply #4 on: January 09, 2008, 08:09:07 pm »

Odd how debtors prisons were a bit different here in the states, back in the day...
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« Reply #5 on: January 09, 2008, 08:44:57 pm »

Great shots Ton!

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« Reply #6 on: January 10, 2008, 01:51:21 am »

I don't think they could pack my chubby self into a 3'by 3' cubby hole.
Great pics Tony, it still has the bars in it.
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