Between 1853 and the last months of 1854, more than 10,740 Londoners die from the blue terror. Death roams the alleys, its earthy breath snuggling in closer as it slips through cracks in the walls and slides under doors, like the low fog. To survive and to heal, the city must reform, and any meaningful change needs to start with the Thames. Now that more people recognize the consequences of dumping filth into the very water they drink from, it is urgent that a proper sewage system is built. For too long Londoners have been saying the river is a silent murderer. But Arthur understands that it
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