A River Runs Putrid: A Summer of Filth, 1858

The city of London sought in the heat of summer, 1858. But it was not merely the sun that baked the metropolis. An even more detestable force infested its very heart: the River Thames. Years of industrial discharges had transformed London's lifeblood into a stench. The stench was all-consuming, a miasma that clung to every cobblestone and saturated

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