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Yazar: Charles Dickens

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A quainter corner than the corner where the Doctor lived, was not
to be found in London. There was no way through it, and the front
windows of the Doctor's lodgings commanded a pleasant little
vista of street that had a congenial air of retirement on it.
There were few buildings then, north of the Oxford-road, and
forest-trees flourished, and wild flowers grew, and the hawthorn
blossomed, in the now vanished fields. As a consequence, country
airs circulated in Soho with vigorous freedom, instead of
languishing into the parish like stray paupers without a
settlement; and there was many a good south wall, not far off, on
which the peaches ripened in their season.

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