Finished
War of the Worlds (it's really not that long) and now moving on to this, an examination of life in one of the worst slums in Victorian London. Only started and already it's harrowing. One line, I had to re-read, says "while the children played around the coffin of their recently deceased father". This is IN THE HOUSE THEY LIVE IN. Also, found out that the scumbag landlords who managed many of these tenements were dead at the time, so as the writer says, the slum was being run on behalf of and for the benefit of a corpse.
