LONDON'S RIVER TURNED MURKY: A SUMMER OF FILTH, 1858

The city of London sweltered 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 stench. The stench was oppressive, a miasma that clung to every cobblestone and saturated the v

The year the year of our Lord eight hundred and forty-five AD. A chill wind swept across the Seine River, carrying with it the scent emanating from salt and fear. The Norsemen were amongst us, a horde swarm of warriors seeking glory. Their longships, like serpents, sliced through the waters, their standards fluttering in the wind. A city once proud