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that Poe boy

This brings to mind 2 traditional stories.
1. In Baltimore, my fair city, the house where E.A. Poe lived for a time with his young wife/cousin and her mother is still standing and has been a sort of museum for many years. Sometime in the 1920s, a tourist, unable to find Amity Street (the location), asked a young man on the street for directions to the Poe house. Of course, he was directed to the nearest charity hospital.
2. About the same era, a tourist in Vienna looking for Sigmund Freud's house, and thinking he spoke German well, asked directions to "das Freudehaus" and was directed to the nearest house of joy.