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

Nestled amidst a vibrant city scene, rose the Crystal Palace, a monumental edifice of glass and iron. This breathtaking structure, built for the Great Exhibition of 1851, became a symbol of industrial progress. Its sheer scale left visitors spellbound, while its transparent walls allowed for ample natural light within. Contained in its vast ha

A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from sugary lies and bitter truths. It speaks of a current, its waters glinting with the promise of intoxication. But within its depths lurks a venom, a seductive lure that promises glory at the cost of morals. They say those who stumble in its current are forever ensnared by the stream's hold, their liv