The City of London is the old Elizabethan urban core, which was surrounded by the medieval city wall. When Lizzy found out the population had risen to one million (that was inside and outside the wall) she decreed that nothing could be built within one mile of the wall.
It didn’t work.
And everyone knows about how Shakespeare and company were going to get kicked out of the theater they’d built, because it was on leased land, and the landlord decided he wanted to do something else with it (such as, oh, I dunno, open a theater), so they waited until the guy left for the country during the Christmas holidays, and the actors and friends showed up, dismantled the theater, and rebuilt it in Southwark (across the river), renamed it the Globe, and gave it a paint job. :’)
“What th- where’s my theater?”
[searches street after street, finally gets to Southwark]
“You stole my theater!”
“No we didn’t. This is our theater. Yours was brown.”
