In 1954, a six-year-old boy named Benny Merrell turned the streets of West London into his marketplace. What he sold wasn’t just firewood—it was history itself, torn from the very roads beneath his feet. 🔥🪵
Those tar-soaked wooden blocks once silenced the thunder of horse carriages… but in wartime, they became rivers of fire. And for Benny, they became survival.
A forgotten chapter of London’s past—hidden in plain sight. 🕰️
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