This is the old town lock up. In days before police as we now have them, and for some time afterwards, towns had their jails for the criminal classes. This small town was no different and this small brick lock up, 6 feet wide and a dozen feet long, was where scoundrels were held until either sober, or justice could be administered. Who knows when this was last used, or indeed when the door was last opened. Possibly it would be an idea to open it and see if there is a skeleton lying in the corner with a scribbled note reading 'Help, I am being held prisoner!'
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