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 repellent force infested its very heart: the River Thames. Years of industrial waste had transformed London's lifeblood into a nauseating odor. The stench was overwhelming, a miasma that clung to every cobblestone and pervade