One of the lanes where one of the Jack the Ripper murders happened.
My friend Farah told me that she had a friend who used to give walking tours for tourists, showing all the sites where the murders took place but she'd stopped. I asked why she'd stopped, and Farah said it was because too many people took such ghoulish interest in the places where such tragedies had struck. And they were inappropriately fascinated by it. And then she looked at me, and I wiped the fascinated look off my face. I tried to explain that it was just that we'd heard about this all our lives... but somehow my explanations fell flat.