sewer lined by festering
mudbanks where in the
opening chapter of Our
Mutual Friend a boatman
pushes off into the slime and
ooze looking for corpses to
rob.
But for others it could be a
place of safety and pleasure.
‘Here at Hungerford Bridge,’
wrote Victorian author Walter
Thornbury, ‘floating
swimming-baths are in the
course of erection. These
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